F 1 D 0 -- 2001 11 28 at 12 30 I knew something was wrong. For the last few days, Mike, one of the tenants (room mates) here has been saying that he wants to talk to me some time. Fine. Today ended up being that day. Fine. He insists that he only wants to pay 400.00 and not 450.00 a month. Why? Because the people in the next room are paying 450.00 and their room is much larger. There are two people in it. They do this. They do that. To his credit, it was Mike who negotiated getting cable here. I wasn't interested in that. So now I have a high speed connection which I pay 40.00 a month for. As far as I'm concerned, I'm now paying 90.00 a month, as I won't reduce his rent, but I'm prepared to pay more for the cable bill. Why? Because everyone here seems to get benefit from it. Everyone seems to demand services here freely. I'm tiring of the bologna. Next time something bad surfaces, I'm seriously considering doing something different. Finding a place on my own? Even if it is small or far away, it may be worth it. I do have a lot of things, and the big place has afforded me room for them. Perhaps the things I own, actually own me. It isn't like I use them a lot. I'm so rarely home. Maybe this is My Own Addiction, wanting to posess things I don't really benefit fully from. What do I need? Not much. I want to be protected from the elements, and store my computer. I'd like that computer to be connected to the internet, but that is not a need. If I were forced to deal with just what I could carry, what would that be? I'll think about this, and write more. I'm just bummed out a bit. I have another room mate(s), Samir and Melanie. I need their income, but not at the cost of them smoking inside the house. When I talk to them next, I have to be prepared to ask them to leave. Grand. I really don't like confrontation. I'll do it because I have to. But I just don't like it. Last night. Last night had a lovely English Country Dance. It wasn't perfect, but it was lovely. We had six come out. This is sufficient for many dances. I was the only man. That is not sufficient. But we made do. Prior to that. I did a call on two families. Leon is a customer who lives in a very nice part of North York. I think it is called "The Links" but might be called "St Andrews." It is a maze of curled streets with very large homes. He needed me to reconfigure his internet, as Rogers is no longer using the @home servers. I'm surprised they didn't just buy up the installed hardware. That would have made too much sense. No, they've run fresh servers, fresh hardware, fresh connections. Just the lines from the cable to the street remain the same. So all of the addresses are changing now. I had to alter Leon's system, and then he was eager for me to meet his daughter, and fix her computer too. She lived around the corner. Ah, her home. It was clearly four times the size! It had these pillars which ran from the porch to the top of where a 3d storey would be. Everything about this building was palacial. The entranceway was wide. There is a small door to my right, and looks like a bathroom. No, this is an office so that people who need to meet don't have to come inside the home part of the home. This is where the computer lives. The computer didn't seem very used. It was running windows 95, and had a 2 gigabyte drive. To put this into perspective, new computers have 40 gig drives now, and discount systems have 20 gig hard drives. Last year the numbers were 20 gig (full), 8 gig (discount). The prior year was 8 gig (full), 4 gig (discount). And previous was 6 gig, 2 gig. I'm just helping you see the age. But there is more. Normally, after using windows for a year, the hard drive accumulates so very much trash that a man like me must visit and declutter everything. This computer had signs of some use, but had 1.984 g free of 2.2 g available. "Nobody uses this computer, do they?" I ask. "Sure, the kids use it," she says. "But not all that much, I guess." Yes, I could tell. They wanted to spend money on it. "No, don't do that," I offered. "Spend about 1000.00 and get yourself something fast and new. You won't regret it." I'll post some prices soon. You'll see that a system is merely the total of its components. Prior to the visit with Leon and his daughter's family, I was doing stuff for Sanderson Taylor. Last night, when I was there, Carolyn complained that the modem didn't connect right. When I looked at it, it was not connecting at all. This was so serious that she phoned me and insisted I get into her office promptly. "As soon as possible. Today." I called the vendor, and got him ready for this. I figured I'd take the system by taxi, he'd fix, take it back. Not a problem. I made a date with him so I'd not be stalled. So back at Sanderson, here I'm am undoing the cables at the back of the computer. "What are YOU doing??" "Oh, like I explained. I've called the vendor, and he's ready for me. I'll rush your computer, he'll fix it, I'll rush it back." "I have to be without my computer? I can't be without my computer! No! Have you asked Paul?" "Sure did. It's cool with him," says me. Carolyn rallies all of the other girls in the office, including Karolina. "There must have been a misunderstanding, Dave. We can't be without the computer, even if it needs fixing." "I don't mind putting it off, but you wanted this right away, so I arranged for Right Away. Just like you said." "Sorry, Dave. There's been a misunderstanding." My problem: I'm going to be billing for the wasted time. Nobody likes that, but I've got to. I cannot have them demanding instant stuff, getting it, and deciding in the penultimate minute that it was a mistake, leave it for another time. I'm glad to have the work. But when they get the bill, nobody is going to be happy. It is 109pm, and I am already late. Today I see a writer downtown in the west end. That's all I know.