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I HAVE INTERNET AT HOME AGAIN!!!

It's been five weeks of coffee taxes for "free" wifi which doesn't work two times out of three and you can't make a fuss, because after all it's free, even though you have twelve desperately important emails to send RIGHT NOW and your lunch break is about to end. Five weeks of trailing round town with my laptop like an internet bag lady. Five weeks when I've hardly got to read any LJ at all. Paradoxically, it's probably made me faster at responding to emails because I know I have to do it on the spot; when I think I can do it any time, I stick my head in the sand and don't reply for a week. Hopefully the new habits will stick.

But oh my god. You have no idea how good it feels to be online AT MY DESK with MY OWN MUSIC ON, and to know I can stay in tonight and catch up on all my fringe-mail, and not have to worry that the bar staff are looking at me funny because I've been nursing a half for three hours, or that I have too many bits of paper on the table. I can go to the bathroom without having to pack up all my bits of tech and bring them with me in case they get nicked, hoping someone won't steal my seat (the only one near a power socket) while I'm gone. I can get up and have a cup of tea for free whenever I want to. Ahhhhh.

In fact I might just do that now.

How are you doing?
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And now I'm packing for the move. Well, mostly putting aside stuff to throw out or give away. Usually when I pack to move I pack the books first (which isn't great, as it gives a misleading impression that you've made lots of progress but leaves all the awkward stuff to the end). This time, though... I'm not keen to start demolishing my room. I want to see it one more time and take pictures of it as it's been all the time I've lived in it, before it turns into an in-between place, a room in transition. So the stuff I've sorted all comes from unseen places, inside the wardrobe and the chest of drawers. The awkward bits. Result!

[pause to delve into a box]

Yes!! I've found my Random Tube Traveller Generator system! I wondered what had become of that. I made it for my Nano novel in 2003, then realised if I kept generating random Tube travellers and writing about them I'd just end up writing 253, only without the discipline and originality. It's still fun though. It has tables for area of London they're from (if they're Londoners at all), age, height, weight, hair colour, ethnicity and a big list of 'quirks'.

Hey, this would make a fun meme-ish thing. Want me to generate you a tube traveller? If so, give me the following:

*a number between 1 and 10
*one between 1 and 12
*one between 1 and 20
*three numbers between 1 and 10. They don't all have to be different
*a number between 1 and 4
*four numbers between 1 and 60
*(added later) a number between 1 and 10

edit: I'd forgotten what a hasty bodge-job this was. It's buggy in a variety of ways. I ought to rejig it so the ethnic-group thing better reflects the demographics, and the hair-colour table depends on it to some extent, and... oh, wait, when?
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I'm done. I'm out of here. Goodbye, little house. Goodbye spodhole. Goodbye, beautiful iron bed...

And goodbye generous neighbours - whoever you are - who were kind enough not to lock your wireless network so I can be typing this now. :)

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