Life: it's a funny thing really. Some of us spend all our lives writing about it - but never actually live it and some live it - but noone ever knows about it.
That being the case, I have created this. It just about covers everything I've done or am doing, from my humble beginnings as an embryo to the present day. My expectations of people actually reading this are low - but it's always nice to have some form of record of ones existence.
Actually, its more of a Rant diary really. A place for me to spout off about all the stresses and strains in my life. Ranging from the mundane to the completely ridiculous - all subjects are covered and no punches are pulled!
Some of the entries go back a couple of years as this collection of thoughts has been steadily growing; (Currently standing at 88 entries) as it is transfered from site to site. Wandering though gives you an idea of how fortunes have changed over the years...
(An easy to navigate version of the journal is available here)
 The journal begins...
| Tuesday, July 10, 2001 |
Cant leave those clowns alone for 5 minutes!
Not only have they ballsed up the network migration in the week when I wasnt here, but the fingers have been in the pies again! 5 working days away and when I come back - - - - everything has changed! DNS has been tampered with. IP addresses are being thrown around as if they are without any controls! ADS is being butchered as if its just something else to do for the day and on top of all that, they changed the fucking administrator password and didnt even tell me!!!!!! I swear if they keep it up I'm going to loose it big time and go hacking up bodies with the bluntest instrument I can find! There is no control here at the best of times but where there are no management here - they go on some sort of unholy rampage as if the network is just a little side project for them!!! Fuckers!
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| Tuesday, July 10, 2001 |
Afternoon spent in a rant to my boss about this and that and the amatuers I have to put up with in the "team"! A team which I hasten to add doesnt talk to each other and they all go off and do their owm things! I try and control the evironment, but whats the point if all they are going to do is act like loose canons! (See previous entry about changing the fucking admin password!) What a shitty journey home! The train turns up late which is no real surprise as they are always like that! When they turn up on time THATS a real surprise! Thinking I was going to get home before 8pm....... wrong! Buses have mysteriously vanished! Plenty going the other way, nothing coming mine! Taxi? Not a fucker in sight! Bus turns up 45 minutes late, packed to the point of bursting and all you can smell is the sweet odour of the armpit! Yuck! Straight into Unreal Tournement on arrival at home - only to get my arse kicked very convincingly by the WTD caln who seem to have taken over the fucking server! An hbour of frustration, I finally manage to win one before calling it a day! Now its almost 10pm and I have achieved a great fat load of nothing!!!! Wednesday beckons - another day of ranting and loosing my rage looms........ Ah fuck it!
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| Tuesday, July 10, 2001 |
Ploughing through the SMS admin manual is not only a pain in the arse, but its a BIG book. It says at the beginning that "its a guide to get you started"! Fuck is it!!! The pages are wafer thin, the text is small and there are almost a 1000 pages of "Getting started!" If I wake up during the night thinking I have to audit my sperm count to populate an SMS datastore..... I'll know what to blame!
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