Backup and Restore

We back up to /dev/null. It's fast, and has a really good compression ratio.

Our restores are from /dev/zero. Or if we really like you, from /dev/random. In both cases we use the TLAR system of file restoring (or 'That Looks About Right').

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Highest score from a workmate is 23.614 seconds.

Baliff is an UGLY word.

Well, Ex housemate number 2 popped into the council offices today, to settle up 'a third' of the outstanding bill with the council.

When he arrives, the lass at the council offices does the clicky click thing, and mentions 'oh, that one's been passed to the bailiffs'.

What a lovely thing to hear.

As 'bill sharing victims' we are collectively liable for the sum of £828.36, courtesy of ex-housemate number 1. Well, presumably. That's the sum that _seems_ to add up to outstanding for last year, + the sum due for this year (not including payments made by ex-housemate 2 and myself).

This is just really not the kind of thing that makes me a happy bunny. Especially after such a happy and mellow weekend.

I doubt it'll happen at first throw, but legally, we're entitled to 1 'final demand' and then an arrest warrant can be issued. I'd _imagine_ they'll prefer to arrange some kind of repayment terms, because at least that way the get their money, but ya'know, I'd really rather not find out.

I also would, at some point in my life, rather like to get a mortgage and buy a house. I really don't want to know what kind of a difference 'bad credit history' is going to make to this.

Mutter grr argh grump.

I used to think the whole Friday 13th was a myth.

So of course, I've no real idea what to do now, apart from 'see what happens'. I can find £800, at least, assuming my credit rating hasn't been completely fucked. I'd really rather not, but given the choice between that, and the alternative...

Then of course, I'm left with the unpleasant situation of what next. Write off £800 (or maybe "only" 400, because I _might_ be able to persuade ex-housemate 2 to assist, but I doubt he's any more enthusiastic about such a choice than I am) or have a word with the small claims court and try and take action against ex-housemate 1 for money that I'm well aware he doesn't have. Or maybe get in touch with housemate 1's parents, mention that a fuckup has happened, and see if they're prepared to sort it.

Oh well, I figure my life was going too well anyway.

Opportunities.

If you'd ask me for ways to live your life, I'd offer the following:
"A problem is your opportunity to show the world what you're made of." And "Some stuff matters, and other stuff doesn't. Learning the difference is what life's all about."

Perhaps I should listen to myself.

And so, tomorrow, the subject of my previous post is dealt with. The matter is laid to rest.

It comes down to the fact that I can deal with it, and whilst it will prove inconvenient to do so, inconvenience is one of these things that counts as 'stuff that doesn't matter'.

The lesson learned on my part was a hard one, but one that in theory I'm a better person for learning. I'm not all that objective about that at the moment, so I'll leave it for another day.