Moan-0-rama
Today has not been a good day. Tried to get in touch with the immigration mob in hope they would rush my application to become a permanent resident. Or else I will not be able to finish my 2nd semester which will let me study at a university to get a degree in journalism. Most of you know that I detest using the phone. Not because I am an introvert, but because I feel the conversation is so fake and made-up. Insincere flattery and arse kissing. I am not joking, it was part of my job when doing tech support for a few companies in he Netherlands. Which is why I prefer talking to people in person or communicate via email. Harder to lie someone when they look straight at you and it is nice to have the whole conversation in writing. So I decided to rock up at the immigration office today and plead my case. As usual the glorified receptionist had the same function as calling someone on the phone, trying to stick to some bullshit script to get you to leave and give up. Fuck bureaucracy!
This whole experience made me find that Australians pride themselves on claiming they are a very multicultural country, while on the other hand their government tries it best to keep people out of this country.
The missus called them and sorted things out. If I had called and they had tried to bullshit me again I would most likely lose it and say a lot of things that I would regret and might even have an impact on them deciding if I will be allowed to stay or not.
This whole bloody experience put me in foul mood all day. Been far from pleased or able to get anything useful done today.
Had to help the missus with scanning a few papers — not my cup of tea late at night.
Kingdom of Fear by HST is still waiting for me to open it, since Xmas. During the weekend I will actually make an attempt to start reading it. My writing needs it. Need a good read and some inspiration.
I had also planned to finish my review of Fedora 15 with GNOME 3, but that was put on the back-burner.
Thinking about installing Arch Linux on my Eee PC to finally give it a go, but it is too bloody late to tinker with that.
My N900 is a dire need of being re-installed as it is acting up too much. Think it needs a proper purge of accumulated crap system files.
Being in a foul mood and delayed left-right-center I am dragging my arse in regards to think of and write a few columns for the Westender. On top of that I will attempt to spit out a few geeky columns that I hope will get published in some kind of magazine-book hybrid.
Holiday my arse. What a fucking joke.
