I have put up the final month of my old, original blog from back in the day.

It’s a little scary to think that I can almost remember those days after reading through the diary again, but I suppose that is the whole idea of a diary. If only I had realised how well it worked I might have continued further with it.

I remember having most of the “actors” in it reading it at the time, occasionally commenting here and there on following days. The site was nothing like this one though, where there are sign ups, comments, tracking and all that jazz. This is a much more polished package.

Anyway, it was fun reliving the past and now that it’s back out there I hope to continue to add articles to this blog. On a more regular basis than I have been, but not daily, that might be too much for the world to handle.

Here’s the link to the January 1999 archives. Enjoy!

I recently found my old online diary from way back in 1998. Do you remember 1998? I don’t. Not particularly anyway. Good thing I wrote down my day to day life in an electronic format that I can now reproduce here for your entertainment/morbid curiosity.

I have finished putting up the December content. There are some links and references that won’t make sense that I have left in for archival purposes (i.e. I don’t want to start adding things to the entries 10 years later, seems a little dishonest)

It is interesting to me to see how I have or have not changed in the way that I talk and think about what is happening to me at the time. In some areas I feel like I was having more fun than I am now, but at this moment in my life I feel like I have more direction. And that’s a little scary as the direction has only really started in the last few months.

Still, better to have started doing something now than to wait another 10 years thinking that everything is going well. Having said that, it can be argued that I am only at this point in my life because of the path that I travelled to get here. It’s that kind of thinking that makes me see how it took so long to get motivated.

I remember some time ago, in a land far far away, there was a man (well, young man) who had a weekend off.  Free from work!  I am not this man.

9:00am, client rings me on the mobile.  Is his laptop ready yet?  That’s $35 for waking me up, and NO, it isn’t.  So I get up and play with his laptop.  Took me a while to find something wrong with it, but I did.  So I tried my account on it and it went straight through and worked perfectly (of course).  His account doesn’t seem to want to work.  So I rang him.  He has had his iNet account disabled.  Nice one cretin!  Right, that’s fixed then.  Just get your account enabled and everything should work fine.  Call me tomorrow if it doesn’t.

Rocked up at Dr. J.’s place at 12:00pm to be greeted by Santaclaus (ok, it was Dr. J. in a bathrobe).  Oh, you weren’t serious about getting here at lunch time?  Tough.

I locked my keys in the car.  That kept me entertained while Dr. J. woke up.

Well, I then spent the next six hours writing ASP code to get an advanced search page working.  Thankfully I was taking it slow and easy, for I knew that while my brain and body were functioning neither was truly running at optimum speed.

Dinner wasn’t very exciting.  I think I ended up eating a tin of two fruits (pear and peach cubes) and (later) a pastie.  All hail the pastie packet!  It’s too hot to make anything, even if I had anything to make something with.

Drove back from Lysse’s.  Had a shower and was out the door by 1:00pm.

Arrived, ready for work, at Dr. J.’s and began building an advanced search page for a web site.  This site is going to be displayed to the purchaser on Monday.  Yes, he DID leave it a little late, didn’t he?

Half-way through the page, we decided to build (upgrade) the machine I was on to a Pentium 200.  Brilliant idea.  Bad choice.  Three hours later I hade a new machine with Windows 98 freshly installed (it used to be Windows 95) sigh.  Will boys ever learn to leave things alone until after they are being used.

I think not.

Dinner was take away.  Well, Dr. J. got Vietnamese take away food and brought it to me, does that still class it as take away?  More like brought to you.  Anyway it was nice.

After that, we went night clubbing.  Dr. J., Turtle Girl, The Unknown Soldier and myself all went to The Loft.  The music was great, there were tons of people there and we didn’t leave until 4:00am.

Arrived at work at 9:00am.  Did three systems before Atoning and Hypatia arrived.  After last night I am not feeling much compassion for the office gerbils.  So what if they can’t do their work because the idiot on the server machine (that is his PC) keeps stuffing it up.

Dinner?  What dinner?  I have no idea what I ate.  I think I just fell asleep.  Oh, hang on, that’s a lie.  I drove down to Lysse’s mum’s place (with Lysse) and we watched Wild Things and THEN fell asleep.

Late start to work today, because we are expecting to stay late so we can switch the network over to TCP/IP.

Which means Atoning will setup the network 100% the easy way.  Then, when we reach the testing part (about the 95% mark) something will go wrong that will be bad enough to have to start it all over again, except this time going the hard way.

Whaddayanoe (What do you know)?  We left the office around 11:00pm.

Dinner was great though!  I had chicken vindaloo with rice and “naans” that we got from the Royal Indian restaurant.  It was beautiful food!

Sorry, I have absolutely no idea what I did today.  mostly mundane work things I expect.

Alas, dinner has also been erased from my databanks, which leads me to believe it is a good thing.

Working for Dr. J. again!  Well, work has resumed after being interrupted by Christmas and the new year.

Spent the majority of the day trying to figure out how a database was constructed.  Someone had written this amazing package that used the database to store information and I was to figure out HOW the database tables were (or rather, SHOULD) relate to each other.  It was obviously done in a visual language because all the tables names were prefixed with “ft” and the field names (of which there were probably 200-250 in total) were named like: “db” + <table name> + <fieldname>.

Brilliant if you don’t want to confuse the (simpleton) visual basic programmer who doesn’t need to type much, but not if you are trying to figure out where everything goes, or doesn’t go.  Oh well, I figured it in the end.

I have NO idea what dinner was, probably something with little taste and even less nutritional value!

This is the day I should have really really REALLY relaxed on.

Silly me, I still can’t see into the future.

Can you tell something horrible is going to happen tomorrow?

Oh, I read Turtle Girl’s Sister’s cards this evening.  It was interesting.  It still works, even for people I don’t know, cool.  (Some of you might not understand this last bit, but that’s ok, nobody is perfect <grin>)

He rested.

And that about sums up this Sunday.  It was great!  I haven’t really appreciated weekends before.  You see I used to work on weekends, or for a few days during the week… but this working five days a week really makes you thankful for the weekend.

Went into the city with Turtle Girl to buy some tickets for “The big day out!” thing later this month.  Had some lunch while in there, but mostly spent the time walking around thinking about how long it’s been since I have been in the city proper.  Everything is different, but at the same time, nothing has really changed.  Oh, gee, how prophetic!

Lysse came up later in the afternoon and we were going to watch a movie or two but there was nothing on that we hadn’t seen already (or one of us had seen, and didn’t want to see again).  We got pizza for dinner and had a reasonably early night.

Slack.  Slack.  Slack.

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