I woke up at 8am for some reason, went back to sleep for a couple of hours.

I woke up again, and started watching some tv.

As I was lying in bed, I had the song "Bang The Drum" by Todd Rundgren going round in my head, except:

"I don't want to work, I want to bang on the drum all day", became:

"I don't want to work, I want to blog on the web all day", except in my case, it actually that I don't want to blog on the web all day, I want to work all day. I get so wrapped up in my scripting, "in the zone" if you will, that I don't want to stop.

All week, I've only been stopping for a couple of minutes because I'm starving, I go next door, grab something greasy, and go back to my desk and keep working.

The phone rang, here we go again.

I got out of bed and answered it. It was my mate, he'd taken the PC back again, but apparently was having issues with installing the printer.

"It's coming up with an error", he tells me,
"what sort of error?"
"An error installing the usb drivers for the printer", yes, we've established that,
"what is the error message?"
"something about an error installing the drivers. I tried downloading some usb drivers for windows 2000, but nothing came up".

Hmm, I wonder if he's trying to use that shitty usb card I wanted to take out.

"Where are you plugging it in?"
"to the new board",
"to the board, or to that stupid card?"
"the board"
"then try it in the stupid card".
"Ok, hang on for a minute, I'll go and try it"

I wait.

"It's not found anything, do I need to reboot"
"I wouldn't think so". "Do I need to turn the printer on?"

Argh.

I heard him turn the printer on

"Oh, it's come up found new hardware. Where do I want to look for the drivers? there's no floppy, or windows update?"
"turn those off"
"it's found some drivers. Now it's coming up again"
"wait"
"oh it's installed now".
"great, bye".

I hate vagueness, things like:

"some error came up"
"it said error"

what error?

"it doesn't work"

what doesn't work?

"something was flashing"

what, something on the screen?, a light?, someone outside the window?

Don't waste your time telling me shit like that, and don't waste my brain power trying to work out what you are going on about.

Do people like this go to the doctor and say "I've got something wrong", and expect the doctor to know what is wrong, and what to do about it?

For shit's sake, if you are going to expect me to help you, then you must be painfully precise in what you are talking about, otherwise I am going to end up trying to work out what your problem is, and giving you an answer to a problem you are not having.

/rant.

I've done nothing useful today.

After that phone call, I ate some toast (nothing else describable as "food" left), and watched some tv.

I added some things to my scripts that I thought of.

I got a phone call from Mum, she wanted to know if I'd spoken to my cousin, I said that I had, yesterday, and wasn't going to the concert because I couldn't be bothered.

I blogged the past week. It's taken me about 6 hours.

It's terribly difficult to try to remember the events of a whole week. I'm going to need to find a few minutes each day to blog, or at least make notes of the main things that happen, when I come to blog.

In the meantime, while blogging, I also noticed an issue with DNS. For the last few days my domain has not been resolving. I checked, and it seems that besides the fact the DNS servers won't update in the registrar, the virtual interfaces to support those addresses are unreachable too.

I decided to transfer the domain to another registrar, where perhaps I will be able to actually update the settings. I went through finding out how to do that, I had an account at the registrar I wanted to transfer it to, but the stupid registrar won't let me change the company in the username, or the username, so I had to create another account with them, and request the transfer.

Now I need some "domain registry key password" or something, and I can't find where the hell that is. I found some form that allows you to request them, and they get sent to the administrative contact, so I did that. I managed to get one password, totally different to what I thought it was when I generated the transfer request, so it will fail, and I'll have to generate a new one. What a pain this stuff is.

I've eaten the rest of the bread. There is now no food, so I am forced to go and get something to eat.

I thought about going and doing a proper load of shopping, but I can't be bothered, and it looks cold out there.

Maybe I'll just order a pizza. No, I won't, because they are far too expensive, I'll reach the point where I am completely starving, and I'll end up at the supermarket buying junk food about midnight.

I was intending to change the oil in my bike today, since I haven't done it for about 300 thousand kilometres.

Maybe I'll do it tomorrow.

Ugh, here we go again. The phone rings,
"yes mate?"
"I've just had a phone call, from (the woman who owns the hideous pc), she can't send email".
"is there an error?"
"yeah"
"what is it?"
"I don't know".
"then I can't help you. since 'it doesn't work' tells me nothing, and I can't be expected to know what the problem is, or how to fix it"
"oh, I suppose not"
"call me when you have a precise error message, so I have some idea of working out what the problem is" "bye".