See You Next Wednesday
Monday, October 15
 
One weekend later.

On Saturday I caught up with the internet things which I had fallen behind while my access was curtailed. Then I went to the roleplaying meetup at Rubees. It grew loud and churlish as the time passed. Other weekend activities included pruning spring back from the driveway, additional new internet things, and watching Edge of Darkness.

I hope you are enjoying all my friends now you have ruined my life.

I had coffee with Jen at The Front Cafe on Sunday. A friend of the staff had received a nasty message from her ex via Facebook. She didn't really care so she was showing it off and causing so many incredulous gasps we had to ask. According to the photographic evidence on Facebook, his ruined life includes a skiing holiday in Europe with his new girlfriend.

Horror makes me sleepy.

On Sunday evening I had dinner at Emma and Gavin's with Alex, Liz, Mark, Shy and Terence. It was a pot luck dinner including borscht, coq au vin and pad thai. We watched the last episode of Jekyll. I had fallen asleep when I watched it with Linda but this time I stayed awake, which was nice. I still think the final twist undermines much of the story and makes it pointless, but that might be because I had fallen asleep when I was watching the second last episode, too.

MBQET

Telstra sent me this message:
Watch exclusive live Paul
Kelly gig from BigPond 2nite
at 8:45EST for $2.95. click
here now: http://specialeventt
v.telstra.com/MNL 2 optout
our Mktg 1800039059
http://specialeventtv.telstra.com/MNL gave me a "404 not found" message. I called "our Mktg" and was eventually put through by the voice recognition software to a consultant. I related the message and said I wanted "2 optout" but I didn't know how to "click here now". The consultant asked what model of phone I had, so I told her I don't know because it's not written on my phone. She got my details and password and checked my account, but it wasn't written there either. She suggested trying the enter or return key, my phone doesn't have any of those so I tried the OK, Options and Use keys instead. All I could get were my text message options, so she suggested turning my phone off and on again. After applying the panacea I could still only get were my text message options, so she suggested deleting the message. I asked why she thought "click here now" meant "delete this message". We discussed it and she put me on hold while she asked someone else. Someone else apparently agreed with her so I thanked her and called "our Mktg" again. This time, after failing to identify my model of phone, the consultant opted me out of the promotion herself.

Do new phones have a trackball or a mouse or something?
 
Comments:
I had coffee with Jen
awww.

Do new phones have a trackball or a mouse or something?
Some, yes. Others use keypad shortcuts.
My phone is sufficiently old (2 years) that messages like that don't even show up.
 
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