Friday. Usually cause for celebration. Overtime tomorrow though so bollocks. Then me and Mr Daniels (Jack rather than Paul) will get nicely reacquainted.

For now it seems I am truly on my way to becoming a smart-ass technogeek twat, the kind of man who manages to both patronise and antagonise in equal measure when all you wanted was for your email to work. The kind of man who judges you harshly on your limited knowledge of DNS and MySQL databases, and uses his tenuous intellectual standing in that one moment you misguidely picked up the phone to tech support to crucify you, berating you for not being aware that there's a 72 hour proagation period when changing the nameservers on your domain, and then bragging to his colleagues about what an absolute cnutty disgrace to humanity you are because you haven't written down your alphanumeric password correctly. Oh well. I've been worse.

As it's becoming a bit of a habit - here's a tune. Enjoy, and smoke one for me.