buggar. no really. buggar. i couldn't wait for today at work to be over. i was dropping balls willy nilly and i'd had enough. the worse bit was realising at around 11am that i had catering for a 12 person lunch meeting arriving within the hour and no room booked to put the food and persons into. with a little tweaking it got sorted but it could have been really bad. what the fuck was i thinking or rather what the fuck was i not thinking.
i feel better now i'm home except for the fact that we have a virus on our machine and it really really doesn't want to leave. ian spent about 5 hours fucking around with the machine last night and he seemed to have got rid of it. however, on arriving home today trojan.vundo is back. what the fuck!
6:32 p.m. - October 07, 2005
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