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After The Beep     Officially Discombobulated©
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Wednesday, October 15, 2003

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Twenty Days Of Hell

So, the company is moving offices. Seems the Secret Director Guy wants to use the hotel room we've been using, so we're shifting out to a shop he owns on the other side of The City In Question. Most of the stuff's gone already, just the tables and the computers that actually get used are left. Only problem is, the last thing to be done is moving the company broadband to the new number.

Which means that for twenty days we'll have no broadband, just nasty ole dial-up.

No more listening to the radio online. No more staying on perpetually to keep an eye on the company e-mail and on my own various e-mails and other important sites. Just the occasional dial-in to check stuff, and not for very long because of the bill. And I hope that there's nothing important (and large) that I need to download any time soon, cos it's gonna take something like twenty days before we get the broadband back.

That sucks.

Bummer.



"A friend is someone who will help you move. A real friend is someone who will help you move a body." - Unknown

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