Sweet Punishment
Apr. 23rd, 2017 10:07 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
todayiamadaisyAs I write this, I'm watching Feud: Bette and Joan. I read Joan Crawford's completely bonkers self-help book/memoir a few years ago, and it is delightful seeing a lot of it recreated on the screen. Sadly, they haven't covered Joan's dislike of lady table-hoppers yet, but I live in hope.
This coming week will be six months since I finished work. Six months! Six months since I finished, and also six months for work to finish with me. I haven't been called on to do any further emergency work for them for a couple of weeks now, and they have finally appointed a proper replacement for my job. So I think that is finally that. It's all come in handy for my MBA subject this term. Every reading, I find something that we did wrong last year. Useful fodder for essays, I suppose. I suppose now I really should start thinking what to do next.
This week we received our letter about the NBN. That's Australia's National Broadband Network, a national wholesale open-access data network project with both wired and radio communication components (thanks, Wikipedia). Once it's rolled out, we have eighteen months to organisation a connection before our current phone and internet are cut off. My mother's grumping about it because she's heard stories about people not being able to have landlines any more (untrue, per the FAQ I've been reading). I'm grumping about it because I spent this afternoon reading all the different options from various providers, and there are too many choices. What speed, how much data, are local calls included, are mobiles included, is Foxtel included? What a decision.
I have now changed the channel and Graeme Norton is interviewing the cast of T2 Trainspotting. T2 is the name of a chain of leaf tea shops here, so having a film called that suggests that Renton and Sick Boy have given up the heroin for a nice cup of choc chip chai.
Weekly knitting update: Nah.
This coming week will be six months since I finished work. Six months! Six months since I finished, and also six months for work to finish with me. I haven't been called on to do any further emergency work for them for a couple of weeks now, and they have finally appointed a proper replacement for my job. So I think that is finally that. It's all come in handy for my MBA subject this term. Every reading, I find something that we did wrong last year. Useful fodder for essays, I suppose. I suppose now I really should start thinking what to do next.
This week we received our letter about the NBN. That's Australia's National Broadband Network, a national wholesale open-access data network project with both wired and radio communication components (thanks, Wikipedia). Once it's rolled out, we have eighteen months to organisation a connection before our current phone and internet are cut off. My mother's grumping about it because she's heard stories about people not being able to have landlines any more (untrue, per the FAQ I've been reading). I'm grumping about it because I spent this afternoon reading all the different options from various providers, and there are too many choices. What speed, how much data, are local calls included, are mobiles included, is Foxtel included? What a decision.
I have now changed the channel and Graeme Norton is interviewing the cast of T2 Trainspotting. T2 is the name of a chain of leaf tea shops here, so having a film called that suggests that Renton and Sick Boy have given up the heroin for a nice cup of choc chip chai.
Weekly knitting update: Nah.