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  <pubDate>Fri, 19 May 2006 00:51:48 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>brave new world</title>
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  <description>I&apos;ve just ordered a new computer.  I have never, repeat never, had to do anything about computers except use them.  Trevor was involved in the industry from practically its inception in business, and then personal, life - ie the early 1970s - and he was always the expert. Now I&apos;m forced to consider hard drives and RAM and other incomprehensible matters, and who knows if I&apos;ve made the right decision. Caleb is, as usual, laid back, and says I can&apos;t go too far wrong. I certainly hope not, considering how much it&apos;s costing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The young men (why no women?) in the computer shop were all polite, but I felt totally out of it when they were simultaneously talking on the phone and consulting their computer screens, while sipping drinks and managing asides to customers (&quot;won&apos;t be too long&quot; etc). They were surrounded by cables, screens, phones, keyboards, sticky notes, and bits of hardware that looked like they fell off a space rocket. It is so much not my scene that I have to assume they know what they are doing, and at least the place was recommended by two people I trust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose I should feel brave and forward looking and decisive, but it only emphasises the uneven balance of my life where everything is up to me - no-one to share the load with, no interplay of responsibilities. Goodness that sounds self-pitying - millions of people are in the same situation. Gues I&apos;d better mark some more essays so as to pay for the new technology.</description>
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  <title>My Inaugural Journal Entry</title>
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  <description>Hello world - I&apos;m just checking in here, for my first ever cyber entry.  Woo hoo, it&apos;s so much fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beware - there may be gratuitous language, I can&apos;t make any promises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E.</description>
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