Home? Please? Let Me Go Home?

I'm very sure I get to go home today. So sure that I checked out of my hotel this morning. Yaaaa.
I was up last night until 5am, and back up again this morning at 9am ready for more network testing. The cutin last night went pretty well after a number of stumbling blocks. But we got there in the end which is all that matters.

What's this? The New Zealand Herald had a good article? What's going on there? Pretty interesting too, I'm not sure how much longer I want to live in Auckland. But then I'm not really sure of a lot of things, so I guess I should shut up.

Did I mention I can't wait to go home? I'm so sick of being here. I am sick of sitting in Telephone exchanges with noisy aircon and being on my cellphone for hours and hours at a time. I mean, it's a job and I enjoy it (apart from the recent events, obviously) but there is only so much of it you can enjoy before you feel like going "fuck this" and walking away. It's the same with any job though and there are people out there without them, so I should be grateful for what I do have and just shut the fuck up.

Oh My God! There's an Axe in my head!

Anyway, time to dial back into this phone conference. Hopefully my next post will be back @ home.

Tim