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Well, today I start another bunch of annual leave – off work until Monday. Today’s a day of shopping and stuff to get ready (can’t seem to find all those socks and boxers I’m sure I own) and go to bed early so I can get to the airport for the 5am flight tomorrow morning. Mum, Dad and I are flying to sydney, arriving at about 8/8:30am, grabbing breakfast and driving three hours south to Culburra.

I’ve said it before, but we’re going for the opening of my uncle’s photography studio/photo gallery. Should be fun. The mayor will be there! Anyway, I’ll be offline for all that time it seems, so … *whimper*

I decided to play with my camera for a little while this afternoon – there was a pair of magpies playing in the drain, and I wanted to take some shots. I couldn’t get any decent photos I liked before they flew away, so I kept shooting, looking for something to take. Here’s what I ended up with:

Oh, I’m a goon now, so watch out for me in the forums I got bored, so I put a favourite photo of mine through the Rasterbator. The PDF it produced is here.

It seems like they are crawling slowly back up my legs, killing everything as they go. My shoes are pretty much completely worn out, and with how much I wear them and walk around in them all day, my feet hurt like nothing on earth, my ankles are shagged, and now the muscles in my calves are starting to hurt. It’s happened before, when I was in high school, and I was walking too much in shite shoes. Hopefully I’ll get my ass in gear tomorrow and go buy some nice rockports or something. In the meantime, it’s painkillers ahoy!

Ok, so in my Corporate Mercenary rant, I wrote about a handset that makes phantom calls. There’s lots of explanations for it, could be bad programming, could be someone with remote access to the handset or the network (authorised or not), all sorts of things. But what is the explanation for all these examples, over quite a few years?
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