About two weeks ago, I finally bit the bullet and retired my trusty iPhone 3G, and went to the
dark bright side, with an Orange San Francisco (also known as the ZTE Blade). At £99 (including a compulsory £10 Orange topup) it can be SIM unlocked for free and flashed to Froyo 2.2 with a variety of ROMs.
But despite a incredible take up by punters everywhere, the lack of handset accessories is frustrating. Until recently we couldn’t even get an OSF specific screen protector, let alone a protective cover. And still we can not buy a desktop charger that fits!
And so, when a colleague was unpacking a toner cartridge and I spotted the polystyrene padding material, I thought, why not bodge one myself?
15 minutes (and a sharp blade) later, and voila!
My new job is so local that I can almost see the office from my bedroom window. Commuting to work will consist of a 5 minute walk (and 10 minutes to recuperate ;)), instead of driving 65 miles each morning (and evening of course). One thing I will definitely not miss… the middle lane morons.
They really make my blood boil, and make me wish I’d drove a big old uninsured Ford F150 with whopping big bull bars, just so I can shove them out of the way with force. Why is it so damn hard to move back into the left lane when you’ve overtaken the car in front of you?
Left lane, I salute you!
After a month of agonising waiting I can finally reveal…
I’ve got a new job! Woohoo!
There’s only so much a person can take, and I think I can take no more…
I thought it was kind of odd to come across so many Seat Leon’s with Red Bull Air Race decals on them, but now I know why…
They’ve been practising for most of the afternoon, despite the appalling weather, and the sound of the plane engines going pfhooaaar, pfhnaaaar the whole time is really starting to get on my nerves. How am I supposed to concentrate on my work with such distractions?
Only 2 months late ;)
We suffered the biggest snowfall in ages (granted, that doesn’t take much) and after spending 3 hours on the road to travel 12 miles I had to admit defeat and return home