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22.06.2007Friday 22 June – Relaxing Insanity

I’ve taken the day off work, gone to Toowong for lunch with Maz (nachos, naturally), and dropped the bond change form at the real estate. Not bad considering how late I got up.
I am buggered. It’s lucky I didn’t go to work. So far today, I’ve nearly been run over, deleted all my SMS’s by accident, and now I’ve just opened a browser window... but can’t remember why. I have a feeling it was important too. It’s sitting there saying “Input URL or Search String”, and I’m sitting here, full from nachos I had at Toowong with Maz, but worried because I know there was something I had to do. Nup, drawing a mental blank here—no idea what it was I sat down here to do, so I might take out my old motherboard and return that to Umart.
My floor is covered in computer parts.
Returning my $69 motherboard to Umart under warranty cost me $25. I’m not sure if that’s particularly good value, or even legal. Returning my graphics card didn’t cost me anything, but the “tech” there kept referring to the d-sub VGA plug as an AGP plug, so I’m not overly confident about that one. I can feel an “it’s not broken, you owe us money for testing it”, “yes it is, and you owe me money for the inconvenience” fighting match coming up.
Bronwen and I drive to the airport to drop her parents off, and then off to indoor soccer.
Comment by io – Friday 22 June 2007, 10:00 PM
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