I got up, and went and got ready. The shower was going scalding hot and freezing cold again. I am so sick of living in the pub.

I went and packed up my stuff, had some breakfast, and left the pub, for the last time. No more pub, thank Christ for that.

I went to work, sat at my desk, doing a little bit of work. I waited for 9am, went and checked the ticket site I'd been on yesterday, and managed to get 3 tickets to see the Finns.

One of the indexers came to see me, and asked me to have another look at the script I'd written for them the other day, for converting the archive images from useless format, to tiff.

I'd had to write a custom script the other day, with a wierd offset value, and now it didn't work against the image he was trying to convert.

I went and changed the offset, to the correct value, 512 bytes, and it worked.

I'd just gone back to my desk, when the guy from Orange who was looking after IT came around, he asked me how we were going with moving into the house, and I told him that we weren't moving until Monday.

The then asked about some optical cartridges that they'd found at one of the sites, Lidcombe or somewhere, which they'd moved here, and he wanted me to identify if they were from the jukeboxes, or belonged to the set containing the data for the system I'm writing.

I said I'd have a look at them later, and then I went back to work.

A little while later, I remembered about the problems I'd had trying to get mplayer going over the weekend, and that the support for tivo files had been broken.

I did a bit of research, on the mplayer mailing list, and found that the ty support was fixed in cvs. Apparently the audio stream detection was busted, it was being forced to the wrong format, and then mplayer was crashing when trying to decode the wrong stream format.

I emailed the guy in Melbourne who looks after the tivo images, because he'd been trying to get it going too.

I went back to work for a while, and then I got an email, someone posting a comment on my blog, wanting to know about linux support on the laptop I've got (not wanting support, just wanting to know about drivers etc).

I sent a couple of emails back and forth to him, and went back to work.

I finished up the date conversion code in one of the data entry pages I've written, that was a real pain, doing ISO data -> Oracle and vice versa.

I downloaded a couple of tabs, and decided to try to compile kguitar, since the java renderer I've got isn't great, but I didn't have any luck, I need to download a stack of stuff, and I don't have time.

I went and saw the sysadmin, he'd been given a box full of old backup tapes, tapes that only hold a couple of gig, and we don't have a drive for and haven't had for years. Useless junk.

The sysadmin came with me, and we went to look at the optical cartridges, figuring that they probably weren't, and that someone was confused, but when I opened the box, I found that it was actually filled with optical cartridges, they were from the jukebox, and they were part of my dataset.

The other few boxes were full of them too. What on earth were they doing out at Lidcombe?

Once I'd confirmed that they were needed, I went to see the guy from Orange, to let him know that they were needed, and to store them with the others.

He was on the phone, so I just waited. While I waited, I had a look in our old print room, before Forestry came and turfed us out of our part of the building.

They've installed a rack in here, I went and had a closer look, and found it to be full of CBs and radio equipment, hmm.

I went back out, and was just waiting, the little guy from royalty was hanging around, saw me, and came over for a chat.

The guy from Orange was off the phone, so I spoke to him, letting him know about the cartridges.

The little guy asked the guy from Orange about a complaint that the annoying support guy might have made about CDs recently.

The guy from Orange told us that the annoying support guy had complained about the blank CDs recently. What an old woman the annoying support guy is.

He was being a Nazi with the blank CDs, and keeping them locked away (but he was using them for personal stuff), and when someone found the key to his personal cupboard, with the department's CDs in there, they unlocked it, and pinched the whole spindle of CDs, with about 80 left.

As soon as he got wound up, all the CDs were put back, but he still went and complained about it. Pathetic.

I explained to the guy from Orange about why he'd complained, and the fact that the CDs were only taken because he was hoarding them, and wasting them, and that he got them all back, trying to make him look like a bit of a fool (not that he's not perfectly capable of doing that himself).

I went back with the little guy after that, over to where royalty and IT are, and I hung around there for a little while, and then I went back to my desk.

I noticed it was 11.49am.

My mobile phone had locked up, at 11.11am. Bloody thing.

I sat and did some work, and a little while later, I got call to go out to lunch, so I went upstairs, and we all went out to the car, and got in.

The little guy got in the front, with the senior DBA (driving), and I jumped in the back.

The manager of royalty, and his wife came out, my bags were in the back, so I jumped out, and shoved my stuff in the boot, and then got back in.

The sysadmin came out, then realise that there was no room in the car (because he's always the last one out), and said he'd just go to lunch on his own.

The five of us went for a drive, and went to the pub near the station.

I went into the bar with the senior DBA, hopefully to find out about the house. The others went into the restaurant. The owner's daughter was working behind the bar, we spoke to her for a minute.

The guy from royalty, and the manager of royalty came in, they ordered drinks, and then we did, and paid, and went into the restaurant.

We ordered lunch, sat and chatted while we waited for it, and then we ate, and chatted for a while after that.

I went around to the house, with the senior DBA. We saw the owner, he was in the house painting, and it seemed there were a few other people in there, cleaning up, trying to get it ready for us, for Monday.

We spoke to him, about paying the rent, and he told us to go back to the bar, and pay it in there, since he had his hands full.

We went back to bar, and paid the rent, 3 months worth, to the woman working behind the bar, and got a receipt. Then we went back into the restaurant, and sat and chatted.

We left, and drove back to work, and got back a a bit after 2pm.

I sat around, waiting for a call from Dell, since they're supposed to be coming in the "early afternoon" today, to fix my laptop.

They haven't tried calling either my mobile or the desk phone.

At about 3pm, I gave up, and packed up my laptop, and other stuff. I went up, to see when we were leaving (taking all my stuff).

I chatted for a while, the sysadmin asked about my laptop, he said it weighed a bit (I gave him the bag), but I told him that was the bag, and all the crud I've already collected that I need to carry around, so I took the laptop out, and he had a look at it.

The senior DBA said he wanted to leave, so we left the building, and got in car. I grabbed my stuff out of boot first, so it was easier to unload the car when I got home.

We drove back, went home.

The senior DBA came in, because he was after borrowing some allen keys, to take apart his tv stand, because he's moving on Monday.

I went through the tool box, fished out a few different allen keys, and gave them to him.

He looked at all the PCs, and commented that the so called "analyst programmer" would be impressed with the setup, in reference to a picture he'd showed us the other day, of a flight simulator, that consisted of 5 or 6 pcs, and I'd said that I had a bigger setup than that.

The senior DBA left, I said I'd see him on Monday morning.

I sat around, and did nothing for a while, and then I played the bass guitar a bit.

My mate (whose wife left him) called me a bit after 5pm, and said he wanted to see me, I said I wasn't doiny anything, and was home.

He came around a little while later, and we sat, and chatted.

I asked if he wanted a drink, and while I was over pouring them, he commented "10 years". It's been 10 years, since we first met, while at school, in year 8, in 1995.

We chatted for a good while, he asked if I'd had dinner (I hadn't since there wasn't any food).

We decided to go and get some McDonalds, we drove there, and went through the drive through.

We drove from there, and went to go up to the lookout over Gosford, but the gate was shut, usually it's not.

We went from there, and went across to Adcock park.

My mate said "grab hold of everything", and pulled on the handbrake, doing a nice 90 degree slide/turn/park.

Heh, the first handbrake turn I experienced was exactly the same situation, after going to McDonalds, at Adcock park, only it was in the shitbox Laser my mate used to have, and it was about 6 years ago.

We sat and ate, and chatted, and then we drove back.

My mate went near my place, then asked if I needed to go home for anything, I told him there was no reason, unless he wanted me to get my bass guitar.

We decided not to get the guitar, because it's too much of a hassle. I can play it accoustically, but it's pretty quiet, and to get the practice amp/speaker/transformer etc is too much of a hassle.

We went back to his place, and sat and watched tv for a while.

My mate's sister came back, and went and did something in the room she's staying in.

My mate and I sat and watched "Shallow Hal", and then after it finished, the three of us went to the leagues club.

We went in, and I got a drink, and then when I turned around, my mate was gone, and I thought I saw the bag that worked in the Internet Cafe, so I basically did a runner away from that area of the club.

I looked around, couldn't find my mate, so I played the pokies. My mate came and found me, and I explained about how I thought I saw the bag, and couldn't find him.

We went back in, to the noiseroom. I sat down, there were quite a few people I know in there.

My mate, who works for his dad, who owns the aircon business was there, and went and bought me another drink.

His ex gf, who keeps getting my mail was there, and I really couldn't handle her, just being there, not even having to speak to her, because of the shit she put me in, by not giving me my mail.

Her just sitting at the table made me more and more annoyed, until I couldn't handle it anymore, and I walked off.

I went and played more pokies, activated the feature on a machine, and ended up with my money back. While the feature was going through, there were 3 guys sitting around a pokie behind me, and to my right, and they were hitting the buttons on it increasingly hard, and excessivly hard.

Once the feature finished, I took my money out, went and found the nearest bouncer, and dobbed on the guys belting on the pokie.

I went back in after that, thinking I was refreshed, not having to look at that infuriating woman.

My mate that works for Orange wanted to speak to me, so I went and sat on the other side of the table, and spoke to him for a little while, explaining about the shit with my license, getting charged, going to court, getting convicted, and I had no issue in telling him it was all caused by our mate's ex gf.

(Mainly becuase she wasn't at the table at the time, but I was in the mood for a confrontation, so I probably still would have blamed her, even if she'd been sitting right there, I was so pissed off with her).

My mate asked me to record a Foo Fighters concert that's going to be on satellite next weekend, since his sister wants to see it, and won't be home.

I'd had enough of the club at this point, and just wanted to go home, so I went and sat next to my mate, that I'd come with, and I told him I'd had enough.

I was going to continue, and tell him I was getting a taxi home, but he said that he had had enough too, and was just waiting for his sister to come back with his phone, and then we'd leave.

She csme back a few minutes later, gave him his phone, and then we left, went and got in the car, and my mate dropped me at home, at about 1am.

I went to bed, and tried to watch some tv, but I was too tired, couldn't keep my eyes open, and went to sleep.