I got up, and got ready. I went with the senior DBA to work, we drove the long way to work, so the car had a chance to warm up for once.

I went to my desk, and spent some time trying to get X/linux working again. I tried compiling a new kernel, but had no luck.

I gave up, did some work. We went out for lunch, went to the cafe down the road, and a few of us had rissoles. They weren't great, I've had better ones from here.

After that, we went back to work.

Apparently the manager of royalty felt a bit crook when he got back from lunch, and was trying to blame the rissoles, but food poisoning doesn't come on that fast, and I didn't feel any worse than usual.

I spent more time trying to get X working, I thought perhaps it was something to do with the kernel. I'd found a newer snapshot of the DRI stuff than Intel offers, including kernel 2.6 support, which the Intel provided drivers don't have, so I tried using a 2.6 kernel.

I went through a whole bunch of different kernel versions, trying to find one where the DRI stuff would load properly. I must have tried almost every 2.6 kernel, and 2.6.9/2.6.10/2.6.11 a few times each.

It just seemed like the whole thing was broken. I couldn't get /dev/dri/card0 to exist, no matter what I tried.

I eventually gave up, and left work about 6.30pm, locking up my laptop at work.

I walked down to the club, and got a drink, went and played the pokies, and won $10.

I got more drinks, and played pool, and eventually ordered some food, which was served not long after, and I ate.

I sat and watched the footy, State of Origin. QLD one, thrashing NSW.

After the game, I had a few more drinks, the people who own the club were in there, and they were chatting to us, and shouting us drinks.

I had to leave before I got carried away with that, and left at about 11pm. I walked back to the pub, went to the room, and went to bed.