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Last night's entry, today
Sep. 18th, 2005 03:52 pmBefore Whitney and I embarked on our journey down to Cupar, I had to undergo a painful extraction at the optician. It was £181, to be exact. My eyesight is actually improving, and the spot that occasionally appears in my right eye is apparently caused by things floating inside it, which sounds sick-making but is quite normal. The result of my eyes springing back into shape just a year after my NHS coverage ran out is the vast cost of getting new glasses, but I had the new experience of driving without my eyes feeling like I'd poured lemon juice into them afterwards.
It's anyone's guess when this entry will be put up (it's being written on Saturday evening), because we don't have Internet access at the flat yet. At least in having no service, we can be safe in the knowledge that we're not on ResNet. Not that I had much of a problem with their uptime or speed, but it was their paranoid attitude to port blocking that got to me. I used to regularly use FTP to transfer files between my computer and the Honours server, but after Christmas last year it suddenly stopped working. When I emailed them to complain, they told me that it had always been blocked, and that this was "normal operation of the ResNet firewall". It remains the most Orwellian email I've ever received.
The phone service will start on Monday, so after that I'll look around on Uswitch, and if no better options present themselves (and provided it's available for us) we're going to go with PlusNet.
Things have been unpacked, which took ages, and I've run up and down the ladder in to the spacious attic to store suitcases and boxes. It still doesn't seem like the university year is near at all, because normally at this time I'd be sitting in Andrew Melville with my door propped open playing Prince of Persia and meeting my lunatic corridor-mates as they came in. Instead, after forgetting to have lunch, we went to the Indian place to avoid any real cooking, and the adventure of going to LiDL will begin tomorrow.
It's anyone's guess when this entry will be put up (it's being written on Saturday evening), because we don't have Internet access at the flat yet. At least in having no service, we can be safe in the knowledge that we're not on ResNet. Not that I had much of a problem with their uptime or speed, but it was their paranoid attitude to port blocking that got to me. I used to regularly use FTP to transfer files between my computer and the Honours server, but after Christmas last year it suddenly stopped working. When I emailed them to complain, they told me that it had always been blocked, and that this was "normal operation of the ResNet firewall". It remains the most Orwellian email I've ever received.
The phone service will start on Monday, so after that I'll look around on Uswitch, and if no better options present themselves (and provided it's available for us) we're going to go with PlusNet.
Things have been unpacked, which took ages, and I've run up and down the ladder in to the spacious attic to store suitcases and boxes. It still doesn't seem like the university year is near at all, because normally at this time I'd be sitting in Andrew Melville with my door propped open playing Prince of Persia and meeting my lunatic corridor-mates as they came in. Instead, after forgetting to have lunch, we went to the Indian place to avoid any real cooking, and the adventure of going to LiDL will begin tomorrow.
