I got some nice CDs from Sweden... and the delay was Customs. Which is fine, but they really suck at repacking things. They suck real bad. Also - what you don't see on Border Security is a bloke making concerned noises at the x-ray image and shaking his head about it not being right, and all the time opening the suspicious package... that really is CDs.

I also got a tonne of CDs locally. Then an email from Slappa that some nice CD storage is on sale. So that's handy.

Heaps of books. This is what happens when I get an email saying 30% off and free postage.  read more »

Dick Smith learned a lesson (I hope) in their CBD store the other day when I picked up an external drive and all their shelving collapsed. Drives on the floor all around me, and that helped me decide which I wanted... it was on an uncollapsed shelf.  read more »

But that's what sleepers are for.

Aside from the localised stress source, I am in the happy honeymoon stage at work. Plus - I got my first pay - I am on a better rate than the place where the only good bit was the great rate. Plus I get sick days, holidays. The people are cool, even the ones that I didn't use to work with. Many, many good things. Plus we get free fruit.  read more »

On the road today, there was some guy nearby who missed a turn because the guy ahead of him only just made it through the traffic lights. You could hear this guy then screaming at the successful turnee about being a fucking moron.

As I do, I just quietly said "He can't hear you". Then I argued with the angry guy who couldn't hear me, about his target being fucking slow, but not a fucking moron. Or maybe they were a slow fucking moron. But the problem was slow - because a fast moron would have been fine. Not that it mattered at all because being angry here doesn't fix anything at all.

Eventually I added anger to a list of things that society in general could benefit from training with. I think the list includes left vs right, stop vs go, basic counting (for supermarket queues), and heaps of other stuff that I forget now. I have wondered how I could volunteer my time to help the world by teaching these things for free.

Practical anger would be a good course. Like the situation above - no benefit to your anger. Mobile phone inexplicably fucked up - might help to thump it after trying all other options.

I don't think a TAFE would let the course run - but a Neighborhood House might.

In a stand-out fit of annoyance today I... probably confused the Hell out of someone.

I absolutely understand why stores say they don't accept returned games. I 100% disagree that their policy is either clearly displayed, or legal. So, I was faced with a fucktard who was generally unhelpful, and who refused to utter any phrase other than 'we don't accept returns for software'. He said this even when I offered him the game, and again when I said I meant it as the game has $0 value to me. He said the same thing when I pushed it across the counter and said 'This is my gift to you'.

So I just walked out of the store, never to return. My consolation (other than the fact that they are on my shit-list) is the that, I imagine, it will be the topic of much puzzled discussion among Fucktard and his co-workers.

I think that my beer of choice is no longer imported. Probably because of the thing where you can scratch to get a naked lady. I did have another one, as part of another dessert lunch. And I managed to convince the co-luncher to also go straight to dessert. But they had tea as the drink.  read more »

At work yesterday, we started with me rolling myself well back from my desk, then turning my back on it, then looking at the ceiling while mouthing some of the foulest words I know.

Later in the day I was surrounded by a mysterious excitement. It just made me frown, and that was the correct reaction. Reception came down in person, with astonishing and exciting news. There was a *man*, with an *umbrella*, to see me. At that point, a room full of chicks will go nuts with questions.

Reception ushered me out, and hid in the kitchen while I went to find the man.  read more »