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I’ve installed NextGen gallery. Enjoy this gallery software. You’ll see it’s quite nice when scrolling through pictures.

Ow yeah. The HTC HD2 is everything I’ve ever wanted in a phone plus some.

I am baffled. On the 2nd of February my two year Vodafone plan ended.  Since my mobility left much to be desired the customer service got a telephone call from me.

I ordered, like I told you before, a HTC HD2. I was told the phone was in back order and it would probably take a week to arrive. Since my current phone is still working this was no problem. There was a little question regarding internet. I wanted to know whether or not the phone needed internet to function. Instead of answering the question internet was just activated without my permission. I had to ring trice in three weeks and I still have no answer. Inquiring why my phone took so long to arrive actually got me the answer that new customers were served first. The 9th of March I had enough. I rang Vodafone and canceled the phone and the upgrade. As “luck” would have it the phone got send to my parents address the 10th of March. Since the address was wrong the phone disappeared into limbo (to the Dutch this has a double meaning) . So now the upgrade can only be canceled after the phone is returned to Vodafone leaving me waiting.

The stuff I learned:

1. Vodafone wants new customers and put their existing customers on second place
2. If you want an upgrade of your mobile phone plan go to an independent mobile phone store
3. The Vodafone customer service hands out conflicting information and leave you wondering if you yourself are daft

I’ve heard once that buying stuff makes you feel good. My current physical situation allows me to improve my “feel-good-ness”. The mobile phone I have now is two years old, so that entitles me to a new one. At least, this is what my provider tells me. An added reason is that with the exception of my first phone, every other phone I’ve had stopped working after two years. Due to batteries that, just like old men, can’t retain their charge. The first phone had the size of a refrigerator and if you wanted to use it you had to insert a coal.
So how to know which phone to buy? People always seem to know what phone to buy. Well people, I mean some people…well maybe just certain men…ah who am I kidding, I only know one guy who seems to know what you have to buy when you want a new phone.

Since that friend isn’t here to advise me I left the choice to the nice Vodafone person on the other side of the phone. Apparently after stating my wishes, a HTC HD2 was what I needed.

This telephone call took place at 2.37pm. It’s now 3.00pm and I haven’t felt a difference in my mood or my feeling of well-being. When is this supposed to kick in?

It’s sort of weird when you come home and you notice the door is locked. And you’re pretty sure the door is never locked. So you walk into the room look around and you see a mouse. Not a regular mouse…

Pffff. ‘][‘ thank you. He came it with my key and just gave me a present. How cool is he?

I was working on a infected computer at my work when a keylogger got the codes to my domain. This is what it was.

I stopped using twitter. Too many people using slowing updates and my website down. So I decided to make something myself and it’s called “Doing now”.

Don’t mind the @’s in the twitter menu widget. They are replies to other people. Maybe I should filter them out…ah well, when I have time.

Smoke detectors detect smoke. I found they not only detect smoke, but also vapor coming from a bath room. Imagine the thing going off with a very shrill loud kind of noise. Now add to this the fact that I did not know the thing was there or how it worked, that it was on the ceiling, 2 o’clock in the night, and me being wet and naked stumbling around to shut the damn thing off. Hilarious…after a good night sleep.

I’ve added a twitter to my blog. So now whenever you load my page you can see what I’m doing in the upper right corner.