2007 (Year View – Displaying Summary)

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Morning: • I worked, 7 to 3, in the fishbowl.
Evening: • Bronwen has cut her hair. It’s still reasonably long, but quite a bit was taken off. She seems to like it. David dropped by and replaced the front lower ball joint in my car. The steering is much lighter now, so presumably this had been broken for some time.
Night: • Had curry with Bronwen, and a very nice curry it was.

Morning: • I’m at work, where I’m in trouble for sending funny emails in response to serious situations. Humour is, apparently, not appropriate when there’s server outages.
Evening: • I took some photos of Stella at Kangaroo Point, before heading back to my place to help her with her web assignment. I am angry at universities which let clueless people “teach” clueless students things—the blind leading the blind, yet at the end, they all end up with a degree. It devalues my degree.
Night: • I went to the pancake manor for Stella’s birthday, where I ate nachos, and far, far too many pancakes. I may explode. I also missed the last bus home and had to catch a taxi. Luckily it was a maxi-taxi, so I fit, along with my pancakes.
2:24am: • Off to bed. New look journal front page complete. Insane amount of pancakes somewhat digested.

Morning: • I worked, as I usually do.
Evening: • I have come down with a sore throat, sore head, sore lower neck, sore eyes, sore brainstem, sore frontal and rear lobes, sore behind the ears, sore glands, and so on. I also do not feel very well. Brinda has had this for a day now, and apparently it’s very bad and she’s searching for stronger drugs.
Night: • After a short troubled sleep—wherein many of the world’s problems were solved, but unfortunately the solutions forgot when I awoke—I drove to Hungry Jack’s for a sustaining, healthful, veggie baguette, and the IGA for paracetamol and cough medicine for Brinda.

Morning: • I made the mistake yesterday, of agreeing with my backup that I’d be at work today for sure, so he could attend a concert last night and take today off. Then I came down with the deathly throat-and-brainstem plague, and this morning I feel “somewhat less than optimal”, but have had to come to work anyway, and it’s fortunate I did, because the backup for the backup NOC is also away, so there wouldn’t have been anyone to take my position had I not come in.
Night: • Drive to Valley Fiesta. Meet Bronwen. Meet Stella. Take photos. In fact, I took my 10,000th photo with my new camera. I need some new lenses, but the lenses I need are going to cost over five grand, which I can’t justify. Wander around. Witness fight. Listen to music. Drive to Kangaroo Point. Sleep.

Morning: • Bronwen and I drove to the Gold Coast. It was a nice 120 kilometre an hour drive right up until we turned off the freeway, at which point it turned into a three kilometre an hour, frequently stopped, nightmare—which became even worse when we broke down. I’ve driven 5171 kilometres since I bought the car, and this is the hottest it will have got—but I suppose I’ll have to track down what failed under temperature and replace it.
Afternoon: • After a nice swim, Bronwen sold her hair, and we drove back to Brisbane.
Night: • Bronwen and I saw “Rush Hour 3” at South Bank, after eating pizza for dinner.