Holy shit she's still talking to me!
Currently Listening To: Street Life from the album "Tropical Storm" by Beenie Man
That's right. My Grandmother is back.. With a vengeance!
She just walked into the room and began to talk to me. She didn't stop talking to me for another 40 minutes about her bloody horses. Gah!
Tomorrow I ought to be going to London with Richard Moore to look at the last pad. Lee and I went on the saturday but the place we saw wasn't really what we were looking for.
The place we should be seeing is superb - according to what we know if it - namely the area around it and the details given on the sheet. To be honest if it looks even vaguely habitable we'll take it. As long as it has the potential for Broadband usage we'll be happy. It's in such an 0wning area that it'd be stupid not to and the other was on a Camden council estate above a laundrette.
I successfully sold/delivered an old Law book I wasn't using but I've had little luck retrieving my cash. See Amazon has this really weird system which obliges me to type in this PIN which they 'mail' to me. Now this is an americanism which nearly everyone is aware of, however it becomes incredibly ambiguous when you're talking about e-commerce. Are they going to e-mail me this number or post it? Apparently I ought to receive it within 14 days but since I'm currently at the farm I don't know how I'm going to be able to get my post from the house in Rowhedge towards the end of the deadline, obviously I hope they are going to email it to me because along with other lax payments (after my last payment my employer currently owes me £110) I could really use the money. See its so bloomin' stupid. If I got paid at a normal time like most people I could deal with matters which have a short fuse (such as my credit card). If my employer wasn't a broke-ass media company and actually paid me my tiny fee in one go I'd be able to pay off a substantial chunk of credit card which would stop them anally-violating my bank account for interest/minimum payments. Barristers have a similar problem because:
1) You are at the mercy of the Solicitor who is at the mercy of your client and
2) You can't sue your client for the cash because the Bar just says you can't.
However the Bar society tends to forward you the money to pay taxes in recognition of this fact. Still there exists no such thing for "Webmonkey on Payroll of financially inept media company" so I am obliged to sit tight and hope for some cash injection from my father... Oh yeah he's a barrister and hardly anyone is paying him because they know he can't sue them ... Whoo hoo!!
In other new I've finally set up my computer at the farm - hence this post -. Hopefully it won't be set up for long as I'll be off to Nodnol for Uni where I can set it up there and lovingly hook it into some serious bandwidth ;)
Lee and I spent our spare time whilst looking over Uni property in PC World hugging LAN Routers... Mmmmmmm.... So much love in such a small box :)
Catch you all later
John
Posted by John Swaine at August 26, 2003 04:45 PM