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Friday 12th Jan 2007
Nothing much. Performed some maintenance on the database that maintains logs of hits to my web-site. Things seems a bit quicker now. Queries are running in fractions of a second rather than ten times that figure. The statistics page may come up a lot quicker than in the past. In the evening I did go over to my brother's house. Just as I'm emerging onto Meeting House Lane, there's about seven/eight blokes shouting at someone or something, words to the effect, "You f***ing starting sumthin'? We'll take you on. We'll take the lot of yer on," or something like that. They sounded more like the base, primitive, aggressive sounds of one group of male primates defending their ground from a rival group of similar male primates. What they were shouting at each other didn't seem that important; rather the tone, the delivery. Anyway, I rounded the corner, and suddenly there were about 30-40 of these people, doing lots of shouting and some slapping each other like girls. I wanted to stand around and watch, shouting, "Fight, fight, fight," from the side-lines . . . but maybe not such a good idea. At James's house, he explained the workings of Battlefield 1942 and we tried, we really tried, we really, really tried to convince Windows to behave like a modern, networked machine but no . . . just, no. My lap-top could connect to James's machine and (here's the best bit) from my lap-top I was able to connect and reconnect the ADSL modem (a USB affair, connected to James's computer) but my lap-top adamantly refused to acknowledge any other computer/network except for James's. Stupid, stupid, stupid.

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  • Name: jonath
  • IP address: 192.168.0.1
  • Date/time: Monday 15th January 2007 17:33:16
  • Comment: just testing something. carry on.

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