January 13th, 2002

office

Another Saturday night.

What's worse than a pub with Kareoke? A pub with loud Kareoke music but no singers.
That's what we were faced with last night at the Telegraph. When I asked if it would be possible to turn it down the reply was "I don't think so". So, yet another pub falls to the noisy gits of this world.

I just wonder, why on earth would anybody think listening to mediocre instrumental versions of popular songs, at a volume that makes conversation impossible, is entertainment? If it had been the original versions it might have been acceptable, but there you go, rant over.

I finally looked at the PC I picked up from AK this morning. Oh dear, the NIC is missing. I called AK but, not surprisingly, no one is there. I'll have to call them tomorrow. If I get through everything else I need to do today I'll call StCu and ask if he's a card I can borrow. At least then I'll be able to get on with finishing the software install.
  • Current Music
    Fly up to the moon - Colin Vearncombe from Live at Abbey Road
office

All done.

and I feel it. Everything's ready to go off to the accountants tomorrow; I'll call them from the station and arrange for it to be picked up.

The PC that's just come back from AK is fine (except for the missing NIC). In fact, the drivers for the NIC have been removed. I hope I'm not going to have to have an argument...
  • Current Mood
    tired tired