Download limits

Ahhhhhhh! I lost my internet access at TAFE for exceeding my 500Mb download limit by a whole 9Mb—nine measly megs. I had to grovel up to the IT administrator to get it back. Sitting in his office with a dossier of all the web pages I have visited this month with all the sites the school regards as being against campus policy highlighted in fluoro yellow—including TRIBE. Oh well I’m at TAFE and on tribe so I wonder how long it takes before I loose my privileges again. It was so frustrating yesterday waiting for the IT guys to get their shit together and return my net, but they got me back on. 20 minutes before the end of my last class of the day. Until this week I never realised how unbelievable learning can be when you don’t have the net to escape into when the lecturers go on and on and on and on and on and on. And on again. All that time without being able to wither away in tribe. It’s enough to make a man get broadband, almost. My housemates has dialup but I find it a nuisance watching pages slowly form before my eyes so unless it’s some kind of an emergency situation I steer away from their dialup. So I’m relying at the moment almost exclusively on TAFE for more all net needs.

With my net access reinstated I can return to doing everything possible to stop people in my class calling me a noob. I don’t know why but I have never really involved myself with web chat so when those in my class talked me into msn chat my noob credentials soon came to the four as their minimalist approach was contrasted with my full sentences and correct punctuation. It’s a sign of my ageing I suppose, me communicating with 17 yo’s via chat rooms is like watching a car crash.

On the bright side I again started work at 6.00 this morning—that friendship is still as strange a concept today as it was when I started my first shift. That wasn’t on the bright side.

On the bright side an assessment I thought was due yesterday and haven’t started is actually due next week so fingers crossed I find the maturity or organization to start it soon enough so that I might possibly have it almost completed on time.

first

I’m two weeks into a new job working at a café and I fear that 6:00am starts will never befriend me. I don’t know what fool decided that the first hour of work should be your busiest, that as you stumble around nauseously trying to comprehend where the hell you are you should be cooking food—quickly. I don’t have the vaguest idea as to why I chose to get a job when I could easily live on the crumbs that is AUSTUDY. But here I am still trying to recover from 3 days of predawn mornings.

To get me through these mornings I promised myself that on Saturday night I’d go out and see local band Adam Said Galore play at the amplifier—their first gig in ages. Whenever I felt that I couldn’t get out of bed or to work I’d hold on to the thought of Adam Said and the flowing alcohol that would quickly make the memory of work a repressed memory. Sadly waking up so early for 3 days meant that when the time came for me to leave for the amp I was asleep on the lounge.

I’m only working Thursday and Friday this week so roll on this weekend. Hopefully someone interesting will be happening at the Hydie this weekend as it’s free entry and I’m a poor student.

Oh and the queen is here for the commonwealth games. Yay queeny. I’m still to recover from the ’99 republican referendum, which sadly we lost and remained a monarchy. Well she’s not actually here, she’s in Melbourne but that’s close enough.