summer, summer, summer time. Like FUCK, shut it Jazzy Jeff.

Now I've got that positivity nonsense out the way I can return to the job at hand - moaning about fucking everything.

Not really. Infact I have nothing in mind for this post, I just feel like writing one, so who knows where it will go.

So, my broadband has been disconnected and I'll be sans internet for 7-10 days (bar the wireless I'm nicking of course. There's always a way...) This is because I forgot to update Virgin with my new bank details and instead of emailing, phoning or writing, they chose to cancel my account. Because they cancelled it rather than suspend it, I now have to wait for BT to re-enable the phone line for broadband. It seems Virgin maintained at least some of the moronic ineptitude that characterised NTL when they bought them, perhaps for nostalgic purposeses. Who knows.

My initial thoughts at realising I'm netless for a week+ were mainly of isolation. It's quite incredible how instalntly cut off I felt. In terms of my business its a minor disaster and really does represent a cutting off. But it's telling in terms of personal connectivity, too. I do a lot of my communicating through the net, whether it's via email or facebook or whatever. To be suddenly without seems a bit weird! The stupid thing is, though, that I'm not without (hence how I can write this) but the fact that I'm not on my normal desktop computer in my office on a fast broadband connection using my bookmarks and so on gives the illusion that something is askew...

My second thought was "wow, I'll get so much done in the next week!" This is a slightly odd thing to think, and must come from the knowledge that much of my working day is spent wasting time on the internet. Take that away and I'll actually have to do all those things I put off! Anyway, the last 2 days have lacked considerably in terms of productivity, so that puts pay to that. Today it even struck me that building websites is a ruddy stupid idea and I'm better off without them. U-oh...

I shall end this post in a manner befitting of my Englishness. What the hell is going on with the weather?! Summer my arse. We had spring, now we've got autumn until winter sets in. Brilliant. I've heard that its sunspots and/or the jet stream playing sily buggers.