The usual crap goes here, ie, got up, had a shower, got ready.

I was making toast, when a woman came out of one of the other rooms, and asked how I got the toaster working, so I explained the fan, and button you have to press, and make sure the toaster is on.

The whole thing's a bit dumb. I would have wired the fan in parallel with the switch on the powerpoint, so you'd press the button, and then the fan and toaster would only work if the power point was on, as it is, you press the button, and then the fan runs for like 10 minutes, and you have to make sure the toaster is switched on.

Anyway, I ate my toast, and then went to work. I worked on more code, until about 2 in the afternoon, I didn't bother to go for lunch, not on a Friday.

I got a call from the senior DBA, saying "Pack your stuff!", to which I retorted "Pack your shit!", like Rocco says in The Boondock Saints, in that hilarious scene, where he starts grabbing all sorts of crap, like LPs, pots and pans, and a candle.

I said I'd be ready in a minute, I worked a bit more, fixed up an sql query I was working on.

I packed my stuff, and then went out to the car, just as I left the fire stairs, I saw the senior DBA come wandering out, the chick from work following him.

We got to the car, and loaded our stuff, and then we had to wait for a bit, because the senior DBA had offered a lift to the support guy, and he'd buggered off somewhere.

We tried calling his mobile, but it was out of range, and we tried calling his desk phone, but he wasn't there. The senior DBA called his desk phone a bunch of times, hoping that someone would answer it, and then we could tell them to go and look for the support guy.

We gave up, and sat and waited in the car, eventually he came out, got in the car, and we left.

We drove down, got on the freeway, and a short while down the freeway, since we had no music on, the support guy fished a Led Zeppelin CD out of his bag, and said to put it on.. but we couldn't, because the stacker is in the boot.

If it had been me driving, I would have pulled over, and loaded it, but instead we got to listen to The Smiths again, for the 50th time.

When we got near home, we decided to go and look at the citrus research station, because apparerently it's an Ag (Department of Agriculture) facility, we looked, and yes, it did have an Ag sign on it. Apparently the annoyimng support guy comes down here every now and then to do support for them.

I got dropped at home after that, and went inside. I sat around for a few hours, and drank the bottle of Ricadonna I bought last week.

I was starving, so I put a pizza on, but while it was cooking, I ate some breakfast cereal that was hanging around, then I ate the pizza when it was ready.

I watched some tv, and after a while, my brother came in with some mail. Great, what shit have I been sent now. There was bugger all there, a bank statement, for one of my accounts, terribly exciting, and a letter from the tax department, telling me that I haven't done a return for last year, and if I don't do it in the next few weeks, then I'll get fined. Great.

I sat and played the guitar for a while, and then my brother went and got his violin, and he played for a while, but it was pretty rough, I think he needs a bit more practice. Apparently he doesn't play it very much anymore.

He went back inside to eat his dinner, I went back to watching tv, and then cooked the other half of the pizza, and ate that.

I played the guitar a bit more, and then I went to bed.