Ok, its been an odd few days. Odd and busy. As is the custom with most university courses they like you to do some work every now and then. Unfortunately we had reached one of those “thens”. So part of the reason for no update is that I was actually busy doing some work. The other reason there has been no pointless ramble from me is because what little spare time I have I have been spending on a forum (livewire) due to my fairly recent move to being a moderator there. This is no simple task for the worlds largest teen forum with over 50,000 members and just 27 mods….

Anyway, to the task in hand. The other day I got a NAS server (Iomega 200m). Well, when I say I “got”, I actually mean “took”. The place I took it from was my place of work (a school) and the reason I took it was because of the aforementioned work I had been too busy to come in and fix computers. The NAS unit in question was new and needed setting up, hence it came for a walk home.

Having carried it all the way home (in its “ever slightly larger than my arm” box) I can assure that it is rather heavy. As it is meant to just sit in a cupboard all day, this should not be a huge issue, it just bugged me at the time.

Being the good little beaver I am, I even took some pictures while I got it all out, which I have chosen a select few from for viewing at your leisure….

I have to say the whole thing is rather cool and if it wasn’t for a few little things I would buy one ASAP. The first of these little things is the cost. It was actually only £700, but that’s because we get it VAT free, the other reason is because it is so noisy it puts most fog horns to shame. I actually could not stand the noise so much I had to continue working on it from another room.

Actually, I’m getting border of typing about NAS, as great as it was (and trust me, it was), it isn’t really great to read about, especially if you don’t actually know what NAS is (which must be over 90% of you).

So with my target audience in mind I will tell you where I am typing this from. I am sitting in the room of jonners at Roehampton university. In fact, he is wishing I could type faster on this stupid flat keyboard because I think he wants some sleep.

I had one of those typical train journeys up here. I left Brighton and got the train to Brighton station half and hour earlier than I had planned. I could not get a ticket before that train (no machine at station) so was going to buy it on the train. Bloke wanders along so I get out my young persons railcard and wallet only to have him say “yep, that’s fine” and walk off before I could say anything. Now any other day him being too stupid to look at what I had in my hand would have been great, but these guys know their stuff.

When I got to Brighton station I had to go and queue up get a ticket to let me out, so I coulf go buy the ticket to London. I missed my train by about 30 seconds (I had a large bag, so running very fast was out). I was not a happy bunny. Then to add insult to injury (having taken a sodding slow train to Clapham Junction) I got the platform for Barnes to see it littered with people. All the machines/staff were telling people about trains delayed over an hour. So I called jonners, told him I could be a while etc. Just as I hung up the phone, BANG, the boards change the next train (for me) will be there in two mins….typical *phones jonners*.

This evening was interesting. Had some food (made by beth, and watched by jonners) and played around in jonners room (photo’s to come (they will be worth it)). Also went to a 21st birthday party for someone no-one seemed to know. That didn’t last long, we ran away so we could make a phone call to a girl in Boston….USA.

I give up, I need a little sleep (well I need it so jonners doesn’t open the window in rebellion to my late-night-ness….)