Aug. 21st, 2001 [pmsumner]

I got my Barclaycard Visa bill today. Yuck, I paid off a whack last month in order to ensure that I had some left "just in case", only to find out that some payments that shoulda been on last month's bill are on this month's. D'oh. Not a happy bunny was I, as that leaves me very close to maxed out.

Oh well - I really should bother people about these jobs...

Mood::

blah

Music:: Simply Red - You've Got It

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I just like this snippet from Simply Red's "Turn it Up":

Who says poverty and race
Can be kept in their place
By keeping it
All underground
And ruling the country
Are unfaithful husbands
Who spank little boys
Gagged and bound
There's got to be a better way
For you and for me
To turn this hypocrisy round
The growth of a nation
Cannot be achieved
By keeping
The downtrodden down

Music:: Simply Red - Turn it Up

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...Let's stay indoors and spod, and eat. And I'm trying to tell it no, let's go outside and do things and go places and have a really wild time of it, being hoopy and froody and mega-cool!

But, it's just not happening...

But I _need_ to go to the bank. My signature strip on my Delta card has worn through yet again, and I'm very nearly at the "voids" underneath it. Though it is a very useful tool to see which cashiers take any notice of the signature, it's more hassle than it's worth somedays.

Mood::

frustrated

Music:: Boyz II Men - Motownphilly (LP Version)

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It's really annoying when you get a reply to a job application that effectively says "we'll keep you on file" - but the most annoying thing, the even more pissy one than anything else, is when you get a job advert, you apply - and hear NOTHING back. Nothing. Not a sausage. Not even an acknowledgement that you applied. I wouldn't mind, if half the recruitment agencies that I try to apply through would send me a mail saying "we didn't pass your CV on, because..." or "we passed your CV on, good luck". no, you don't hear anything - and it really pisses me off - as I have lost count of the number of applications I have made through PlanetRecruit.com, and I think in total I've had 3 replies back. Makes me want to scream.

Mood::

pissed off

Music:: Orbital - Dwr Budr

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To go to the bank. Now, anyone who knows the area, knows that going to Glasgow is actually quite an excursion - it's not like when I was in the suburbs of Manchester, and I could hop on a bus and be in town in 15 minutes - nope, now I have a 15-20 minute walk into Helensburgh, where I get the train for a 45 minute journey into Glasgow. So if I time it just perfectly, it's an hour's trek there, and back.

Glasgow is where the most local branch of my bank (Barclays) is. There is nowhere closer. *growrs* So this means anytime I need to speak to someone at the bank, I have to do this - and invariably I never want to do anything else while I'm there. It's just frustrating when I need to go in for minor things. I could prolly do them over the phone, but I'm still an old fashioned bloke who believes that some things should be done face to face.

Music:: Various Artists - M People - Search for the Hero

Mood::

frustrated

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I can tell you how a Neural Net works, I can explain to you the inner workings of virtual memory - paging is a breeze. Hashing is nought but simplicity. Recursion make life worth living, and software metrics make my heart go all warm and fuzzy. ISO 9000 (9001) is something that should be loved - documentation is my dearest love, pipelining is pure joy to me, and the music of those sweet signalling semaphores is better than anything by Bach or Motzart.

But some UNIX still makes me come out in cold sweats.

Mood::

silly

Music:: Hootie & the Blowfish - Las Vegas Nights

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Part of the Union

by Strawbs

Now I'm a union man
Amazed at what I am
I say what I think
That the company stinks
Yes I'm a union man.

When we meet in the local hall
I'll be voting with them all
With a hell of a shout
It's out brothers out
And the rise of the factory's fall.

(chorus)
Oh you don't get me I'm part of the union
You don't get me I'm part of the union
You don't get me I'm part of the union
Till the day I die, till the day I die.

As a union man I'm wise
To the lies of the company spies
And I don't get fooled
By the factory rules
'Cause I always read between the lines.

And I always get my way
If I strike for higher pay
When I show my card
To the Scotland Yard
This what I say.

Chorus

Before the union did appear
My life was half as clear
Now I've got the power
To the working hour
And every other day of the year.

So though I'm a working man
I can ruin the government's plan
Though I'm not too hard
The sight of my card
Makes me some kind of superman.

Chorus

Lyrics available here

Music:: Blur - Tracy Jacks

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pmsumner

Barclaycard

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I need to go to the bank, but my stuffy head is saying no...

Inspired by a recent post by jav

I went to Glasgow today

Explaining to someone on Monochrome why I dislike UNIX...

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Part of the Union

by Strawbs

May