February 7th, 2003

I HAS HAT

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I have that "I'm going to rip off your leg and beat you to death with it" twitching in my right eye. Which of course wasn't helped by the following demand:

"There was important Data on Richard's PC, can we get the hard drive back from that soon?"

For fucksake, could you have asked that DAYS AFTER IT WENT WRONG.

Bloody fucking hell, really, I've now got to rebuild a dodgy machine because both machines that haboured that hard drive mysterously died in the same fashion and if he needs it 'soon' well it probably won't happen.

Oh well if it all goes tits up today I'm going to take my lunch out in a field somewhere on the estate.
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