So, it's not been the best of starts to the year.
I get back from the New Year piss up in Skegness Butlins, turn on my PC and my C: drive goes pop.
That's £45 for a new hard drive, and the year is only 3 days old. So I can't write anything, nor can I get at my CV to apply for jobs.
I pay for a Friday delivery, but it doesn't get delivered on Friday, it arrives on Monday. I order a 160GB drive, but it only has 127GB of space.
There have been many other small annoyances so far, but that was by far the biggest.
The only plus side is that this morning I got an email from FutureQuake asking me to cut down a script for acceptance. So that's tomorrows job, todays and last nights was reinstalling everything on my PC.
So a late, but heartfelt, Happy New Year all of you.
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A writer of unpublished stories, a singer of out of tune songs, a man of talents as yet undiscovered. Yep, so far I've achieved very little, but that's all about to change as I declare 2006 "The Year of Rob". Strike a heroic pose, and off we go.
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