Tuesday, June 22

Remember Me

So, the little "Remember Me" tick on this thing doesn't work, at least on XP.

On Vista I have so many damned things prompting me with stored passwords I wouldn't know if it was the Blogger site remembering, Vista, or the Asus.

I was offline over the weekend. I blew up my modem, well, I was setting up my desktop and moved the modem and the plug pulled out and when I stuck it back in there was a little blue flash and then the modem's lights went out. Turns out it only needed a reset, and there is a reset button recessed and hidden, not where the Telstra person said it was, but knowing it was somewhere I just kept searching, and it worked. But I need a new cable since that one has its little clicky bit broken off.

Why is it that most of the female project managers that I have had to work with are so forgettable? I am being polite; something more along the lines of "wouldn't want to work with again" would describe it more accurately. They just don't seem to make good leaders; don't have vision, can't form strategies, can't manage people. Sure, not all of the males have been that good; but 1) most were okay, and 2) few were as bad as most of the females have been.

Did I tell you about the time one was so bad that when our team was talking about who to ask to have replace her I suggested we use a teddy bear? Couldn't have been any worse. After the team stopped laughing and asked for a serious answer I pointed out the cute Chinese girl that was junior to everyone in the Finance area. All she had to do was be a channel for communications, take minutes, and do what I told her to do / say what I told her to say (to management) and she would have been fine. Seriously.

The number of times that I have been 'managed' by someone paid less than half what I get can't be counted. What do you expect when a project team is composed of subject experts brought in just for the project but the project manager is the person in-house that is not too busy with other stuff? It is not a bad thing, and most experts are so wrapped up in what they are doing that they don't notice, and really, the pm's job is mostly communication. Most of the time anyhow. People skills - that is what is important for a team leader. And everybody always says that women have people skills.

You know what I think that it is? The women that have all been good pms have been professionals, consultants, well paid. The women that have been bad pms have all been, shall we say, not so professional, internal, not that impressively paid. Maybe women panic when they feel out of their depth. (Hell, when they are out of their depth.)

Remember when I was at my last contract and I said that the largest consultancy in the state (one of the biggest in the country) had asked me to speak with them? Never heard anything more. I suspect that it was just a bit of bait to try and get me to wheedle them a deal from the inside. Chalk that up as a learning experience.

Here is something that hurts; when you take a new rental here you have to pay up six weeks rent as bond and two weeks rent in advance, then two weeks later you have to pay a months rent. So twelve weeks rent paid in two weeks. All this before you get your bond back from the previous rental. Ouch! Well done South Australia.

Odd thing; the SA Government body that takes bonds is very quick about taking your money, but rather slow about giving it back. Never thought that did you?

I was in the bank the other day, and the woman helping me felt the need to get quite personal, as in tell me her life story. Asian woman, went on about how she wants to be a good wife, loves her husband, wants to serve him. Later was saying something about being loving and subservient. The whole discussion (one sided) went on for longer than I really wanted, but I was intrigued by the thought processes that you will never see in an Anglo woman. Can you imagine an Australian woman (at least one younger than fifty) talking about being happy with her destiny to serve her husband? Kind of like the times Eastern European women have prefaced their expression of an opinion to me with "just being a woman, but...". It may be dead feminine, it may melt your heart and threaten to instantly enthral you, but it is definitely something that you will never hear from an Anglo bitch.

One thing about Rome Total War - Total Realism is that it does have a habit of corrupting the autosaves. Almost seems guaranteed to happen at some point in a campaign (they will last a few weekends remember). Must remember to save frequently, because it is only the autosave, which happens just after you press the next turn button but before it makes that turn. And the bitch only keeps the one autosave, so you can't go back to the previous one and only lose one turn (no big deal). No you have to go back to the last time that you remembered to save a few hours ago.

Doesn't seem to happen so much in the vanilla game, just the mega mod.

A friend was telling me that there is a baby boom amongst the foreign students. They come here, and away from their social structures they do a little more PDA, moves beyond just holding hands and kissing in public (but that next bit doesn't happen in public mind you). And they are having a higher pregnancy rate than they would at home or that native students do. Who is going to pay for this? Just as I don't believe that foreign students shouldn't get free bus passes like native students (I am not saying that they do, I wouldn't know, just that they shouldn't), I also don't believe that they should get free medical. Although emergency medical treatment is part of an international agreement, but this one shouldn't be, they should be sent home to deal with it there. But I have noticed how so many little dark-haired girls are holding tightly on to dark-haired boys around town. In a way that wouldn't be allowed back home.

My first thoughts were why the silly little things were wasting their time with a boy, he wouldn't be able to provide for them, he wouldn't have the experience or knowledge to make a good husband, he wouldn't have the maturity to be a good father. And if they went too far then they (the little girls that is) would be less desirable a catch to some man that would be a better husband. But there you go, just what you start thinking like when you get to be a grumpy old fart.

Thursday, June 17

Forgotten Blog

Yeah, I kinda forgot that I had a blog for a few days. Too busy.
I have moved apartments. My old rental manager tried to cheat me out of another two weeks rent on the way out. I got the power and phone relocated, then to have Telstra drop me two days claiming that it is illegal to reconnect me so soon. And I got my power disconnected; as in I got it transferred to the new address, and then after the address was in my name it got cut because the previous tenants had moved out. I came home to a cold, dark house - had to go out for dinner, boo hoo, took a couple of calls but someone came around that night to reconnect it. I had to throw the main switch, apparently it is illegal for him to actually do the connection.

I had been reconciling two systems at work, well I was asked to check that one was in the other. I did a weeks worth of data out of one which checked to three days in the other (weekend thing) and asked my project manager if she wanted me to finish the next few days given that it wasn't going to add any value. She said it was okay. That was last week. This week it was "I asked you to reconcile the whole week, not just five days!" So I did the next few days. It did not add any value. What can I say?

My new flat is kind of nice. It has pros and cons. But I think that I will enjoy it more as I am closer to the 'busy' end of town. Lots of restaurants just steps away, the mall is just a few minutes, also closer to the river and gardens.

I had an Adult Friend Finder account three years ago, it was a one year pre-paid thing and then I closed it. They started billing my card every month about nine months ago, lasted for seven months. Unauthorised, in fact pure credit card fraud. Apparently it is legal in the US for US companies to commit fraud so long as it is not against US citizens. Anyhow, the bank closed that card, and it had only just been replaced. So now I am frantically changing all of my automated accounts, but not to the new card from this bank, remember, but to my new SingAir AmEx card so I get KrisFlier points. Both my new Westpac and my new HSBC cards are meant to have the zero or 1% on transferred balance offers, but I can't see that either of them has actually taken any of previous card's debt. I guess 'cos it was, coincidentally, just closed as they were opening the new accounts.

(The AFF account was meant to find me an Asian girlfriend in Singers before I moved there so that I could move straight into a relationship. I would have stayed with that sort of leverage to keep me there.)

As I come out of Hotmail I get the Singapore screen since I haven't updated MSN to the fact that I am (unfortunately) back in Oz, today there were lots of pics of Singers flooded by rainfall - it all made me so homesick!

Monday, June 7

Why am I doing this?

I am moving house.

Fed up with my rental manager's total ineptness, replacing my fridge-that-was-okay-except-for-missing-door-shelves with a fridge-that-is-beaten-up-dented-scratched-has-cracked-plastic-shelves-a-much-smaller-freezer-and-is-as-noisy-as-hell-but-has-door-shelves and his entering my apartment without getting my permission to make this swap so I gave notice that I was going to give notice.

That was all mid last week, I enquired about five places, looked at three, and applied for two by Friday, and today, Monday, have been told that I was successful getting one - my preferred one too. All much quicker than I expected. So I gave written two weeks notice to the 'grand manager' after work and have just been online filling in disconnection, relocation, and new connection forms. I will still have to phone a couple tomorrow since not everyone will accept a cancel via the web.

I'm really buzzed.

The new place is in the old East End Market complex, an inside apartment so the balcony faces the quiet courtyard and trees and greenery.

My sister dropped off a few big plastic boxes (the wheeled kind) and I am going to start packing tonight (hence the title, I should be doing that now and not writing this). I will get a lot of packing done in the evenings, then finish Saturday morning, then move Sunday, then next weekend will clean the old place.

I am hoping that I can get the power on there in time, I use TruEnergy and they only take relocations by phone, and want four days, if I phone first thing Tuesday, then Wed, Thurs, Fri, will it by on for the weekend? Still, it is CBD so it should be easier. Phone won't be on until mid next week (Telstra...), broadband and cable TV follow it by a few days. And then Monday the week after I have everything cut here so that I have power and hot water for next weekend's clean up.

I had another little mishap with Australia Post; an eBay delivery was running late, so I emailed the merchant who swore that he had posted the item and gave me the registered post number, I phoned AusPost and lo and behold, it had been delivered a week ago, but they hadn't told me about it. Or perhaps more likely, the card had exactly the same info as for the last one (reference number '1', seriously) and naturally I thought that it was a second card for the first parcel. But then they moved it to the GPO, without me asking for it. True, I asked for the first one to be moved, but they never told me of this new event. Useless AusPost courier. He is an Indian of course (you know rings your buzzer saying 'please come down, please come down' [buzz buzz buzz endlessly] without saying who he is or why you should go down - something like 'Australia Post courier, please sign for a parcel' would work so much better). So is the new rental manager that is the reason why I am leaving this apartment. Do I foresee major 'cultural' difficulties ahead for Australia?

You do realise that over the last year Indians have become almost as much hated and despised as Muslims in Australia? They are more annoying, but have been committing less violent crime against Anglos (the nine year old girl being raped by one last week aside). But they have been blaming Australia for being racist for all of these attacks on Indians when we all found out that they were carried out by other Indians. Except for that guy that burnt himself trying to torch his car for insurance and then screamed that it was a racist attack against him. That wasn't 'another' Indian.

You know what all Australians are saying.
You don't like it here? Then fuck off back where you came from!

Seriously, when will Liberal Socialism gasp its last breath?
Still, if it did then I wouldn't be so keen on leaving here myself, would I?
All of this left wing humanist crap is a big part of why I want out.

That and the high taxes to pay for a plethora of useless public servants and welfare addicts, the government bureaucracies that strangle business ventures. And blah blah blah, I could go on for days.

But then you try to explain to a Singaporean how their one party Fascist state is like a breath of fresh air to us. They want to whinge about the lack of social services without accepting that providing them, and paying for the huge resultant civil service, will lead to crushing taxes. Which in turn will mean that families will not have the wherewithal to provide for their own family members and so will become even more dependent upon government handouts. By whatever deity you worship in whatever abode He/She/It resides in, your public transport system WORKS! Try finding one in Australia that does. (Admittedly, I live in Adelaide and it is worse than most AU cities in this regard, as in so many others.)

And seriously, do you want to live in Malaysia, where you know that you will suffer great persecution and oppression because of your religious beliefs, well Australia is a lot like that for those of us who follow traditional European beliefs rather than that false and foreign, indeed Asian, construct that most Whites profess to follow.

Speaking of which.

I just got a SingAir 'mail (KrisFlyer newsletter) which had a SingAir/AmEx card thing in it. (Well, a link thereto.) Two of the three cards were available to Singaporean residents only, and the third's best benefits were only available in SG. Kind of thought it was a funny thing for them to be sending out, but I guess maybe most of their members are Singaporeans. Maybe most Australians are members of QANTAS's club. Not in Adelaide of course, 'cos QANTAS doesn't service Adelaide. I have two best friends, that makes three of us, two of us have well paying jobs, both are KrisFlyer members, not QANTAS whatevers. I can only go on what I know; you know, it is a 'generation x' thing, we only trust anecdotal evidence.

Why do I use TruEnergy?
I made that choice years ago, but is it still valid? Maybe I should re-investigate.

Anyhow, big changes ahead.
Well, not really big, just moving home, but it seems big.

Saturday, June 5

Birthdays

Yes, there is one tomorrow, but rather than a 'present' I wired my sis a thousand. I know that she needs a hand at the moment and could use it, but somehow it doesn't feel 'right'. I have this thought that I should now buy some useless trifle and gift-wrap it. Odd. Emotional and not logical, I know. I get a tad annoyed at how my father always gives me a few hundred for my birthday, I think that I would appreciate a book (or something) more, even though it costs a lot less and even if I didn't actually enjoy it. But this is a particular situation.

Normally I would say it doesn't seem much, but at this point it is threatening my ability to pay my own rent. Financially I have been having a bad year. I could get really melancholic here...

At the moment my pet hate is cyclists.
The last few days I have been thinking of getting a t-short made up saying something like "When I drive a car I take revenge on the cyclists that make being a pedestrian so dangerous." Seriously, they are pissing me off. Riding on footpaths, blocking pedestrian crossing zones, shouting abuse at you as they cowardly ride off after they nearly run you over, thinking that no laws apply to them. Everything that cyclists like to whinge about car-drivers can be applied to themselves.

I am having a busy time right now. I lost patience with the new dick of a rental manager after the fridge fiasco and so have been looking for a new apartment, which will involve paying eight weeks rent before I get the previous bond returned. And I will soon be studying again and had to pay fees and buy text books. So kind of financial worries. At the point at which I am changing banks and starting new cards and have (still) to move my automatic deductions/charges to new accounts/cards. And Australia Post has been pissing me off all week not being able to give me something that they held at a post office ten minutes walk from me. Took nearly two weeks, eight interactions with them, and a total cost of about eighty dollars to me to resolve.

I have been playing Rome; Total War on this laptop, which runs Vista and the development console doesn't seem to work in vista, so the cheats available in xp are not. Given that the game seems to randomly hit hard with money lost to 'corruption', which you can't do anything about, like hiring constables or such, I resolved to use the money cheat to counteract it. But of course I can't get to it in vista, so I copied the save file onto a flash drive and tried to open it in a R:TW on my desktop (which runs xp), but that crashes the game. I had a similar problem with something else a while ago as I recall, cheats not working on vista. Seems to be not a gamer-friendly os.

Anyhow, I went out last night, Friday night, and walked down the road to the city centre. Initially planning to go to a text book shop in Renaissance Arcade (? I think, anyhow that same arcade that has the vegetarian place at the end near Pultney), but it wasn't open, wasn't open this morning either, sign (which I read at that point) said 9:30 to 4:30 Mon-Fri so obviously they don't want business. Ended up trying the new EB Games shop, not that it is 'new', rather that they have moved into a new store (not too far from Shin Tokyo). I am not kidding you, the only game I could find that vaguely caught my attention was Pharaoh! Marked to only thirty and then with a half price sticker on that. So old, but a fun game - I do not enjoy Children of the Nile, I bought it on Steam only because I forgot that it wasn't Pharaoh, forgot which was which. And every time that I would look through my steam list wanting to play a decent strategy game (an area steam is weak in) I would wish that it was pharaoh and end up playing a shooter. This says something for how weak on story line or original ideas games are lately.

I look at bioshock 2, but bioshock 1 was only a play-once game.
I looked at supreme commander 2, but nothing on the box indicated anything different from 1.
I was so desperate I even looked at civilisation what? 27 or something it is up to now? But I didn't like the first half dozen and couldn't see the latest being worth installing.

Remember when doom 2 was awe inspiring?
We could hookup the old co-ax and play TOGETHER!!!!

Oh, and then dune 2!

These two games defined us.
They gave us meaning.
Dare I say it? They made life worth living!

When fear 2 came out not too long ago my comments ran something like; the graphics are good enough to masturbate to but the story line is nothing much new and the weapons are no biggy, definitely it is not as frightening. Bearing in mind that fear 1 was the most frightening game that I have ever played. Seriously, when you saw that eight year old girl you just shit yourself! Started shooting at her whilst running backwards as fast as you could, knowing that you couldn't hurt her but hoping to slow her down enough until you fell out a window or something and so got away.

That was a fun game!