Two new operative blogs: American Guy of Melbourne and Gigabane of Newfoundland, Canada.
New acting Human Resources Security head Gertrude Zelle is not winning too many friends amongst the rank & file. Although it seems she has an unlikely fan in the Maxwell-besotted Constance.
I bounced out of bed at 6:30am this morning. I’ve done cardio at the gym, gotten myself a haircut, done a few miscellaneous errands, made and consumed a novelty cooked breakfast (pictured, above), had a driving lesson, and done a load of warsh (pictured, below). And taken some pictures and blogged them, self-evidently enough. And it’s only just gone 1:30pm! Can this frenetic pace be maintained? Will the momentum of this morning’s industry carry me through the dreaded but highly necessary CV-rejiggage scheduled for this afternoon? Stay tuned! (Or don’t! See if I care! Screw you, hypothetical reader; hope you die!)
(Not really.)
I haven’t shaved for a week. I left my toiletries behind in Canberra.
My folks posted my stuff back to me. I bought a new toothbrush to tide me over until it arrived, but not a new razor.
Notification of a parcel arrived on Friday.
I went down to the post office off Acland Street to pick it up today.
More observant readers will already have anticipated that this was in fact the wrong post office. My parcel was being held at a post office which is actually a newsagent on Fitzroy Street.
After stopping at the supermarket, and also making an appointment for a haircut tomorrow (the hair on my head is getting a bit unkempt ‘n’ all), I walked over there.
I passed this milkbar just off Grey Street. Bizarrely, directly across the road, there’s a sign indicating a different milkbar 20 metres down the street in the opposite direction. One can only assume the City of Port Philip has some kind of grudge against the proprietors of this particular milkbar.
I arrived at the post office which is actually a newsagent just before they closed at 5:30pm and retrieved the parcel.
I came home and found, to my substantial surprise and delight, that the phone and leckie bills had both arrived – conveniently reminding me that I really need to get another job.
I unpacked my shopping: I bought tuna, tomatoes and apples.
And I opened the package. In addition to my toiletries, it contained a wayward pair of socks I didn’t even realise were missing.
Here are some more photos I took today for the purposes of not working on my CV:
The kitchen sink & the bathroom sink, respectively
The space directly to the left of my tv
Respected NYC operative Avery Cardoza has been unceremoniously dumped. Avery – who’ll hopefully continue to blog in some form – has now provided a bit of eyebrow-raising background to his Neurodismissal.
Seems Cardoza Investigations was assisting former Human Resources Security head Maxwell Knight with some kind of internal sleuthing exercise. Avery quotes a mail to him from Maxwell dated April 16th:
Regarding the fruits of my investigation, I will contact you with the results following my meeting with senior management of Monday April 18, 2005. I do, however, have high hopes of unmasking the Judas who lurks within our midst.
It was presumably at this meeting that Maxwell ‘resigned‘.
Hmmmmmm…
UPDATE: Conchis is back online, admitting that his blogjacking by Circle De Luce was a hoax designed to test the integrity of the Cam’s Jack Sampson. He offers some possible insight into Maxgate.
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Another new addition to the official Neuroranks: Gertrude Zelle.
From: Bridget Fischer
To: All Neurocam Staff
Subject: ALL STAFF NOTIFICATION. RE: Maxwell Knight.
Date: 18 April 2005 11:09:47 AMAttention all staff and operatives.
Earlier today Mr. Maxwell Knight, head of Neurocam’s Human Resources Security Division, tendered his resignation due to personal reasons. This resignation will be effective as of close of business today (Monday, April 18 2005).
I would like to take this opportunity to thank Mr. Knight for his 17 years of loyal service to Neurocam International. His presence in the office has always been a reassuring factor for me and he has brought a highly appreciated debonair flair to the office environment. His contribution to the day-to-day operations of the organization was immense and he will be sorely missed.
I hereby wish Mr. Knight all the best with his future endeavors.
Until such time as the position is advertised internally, Ms. Gertrude Zelle, former assistant to Mr. Knight, will fill the position of Head of the Human Resources Security Division. Please direct any Human Resources Security queries directly to Ms. Zelle at (gertrude.zelle@neurocam.com).
Mr. Knight’s e-mail address will remain active for fourteen days and all correspondence from it will be forward directly to Ms. Zelle. After this two week period, Mr. Knight’s e-mail account will be deleted from our system.
Regards,
Bridget Fischer
Chief Executive Officer
Neurocam International
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Dan Pritchard‘s blog has ostensibly been 0wn3d by the Circle De Luce. Cheshire Cat has more.
Constance has been corresponding with two official Neurocam people who aren’t Hastings, Fischer, Knight or Harris: “Otti Votavova”, via the operations address generally used by Charles, and “Jack Sampson”, via Maxwell’s address.
Jack Sampson was the primary Neurocam contact of somewhat suspect London operative Conchis aka Dan Pritchard.
Pritchard has contacted her about this.
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The former fishtank of Feustus the goldfish was cleaned out yesterday in a short ceremony intended to symbolise both the sadness of loss and the consoling hope of renewal. The order of proceedings was as follows:
More Japanese food
On Tuesday I had lunch with Mum in Woden, and then frustratingly failed to meet up with the most excellent T – he of the advising me to learn to drive – due to his being unexpectedly detained at work. But he’ll be in Melbourne in two weeks; hopefully we can do it then.
E came round to see me off on Tuesday arvo. Then Dad gave me a lift to the airport and I went.. home, ie back to Melbourne, aka here. When I walked in the door of my place in St Kilda, I had this really quite pleasing sense of arriving home. It was nice. I unpacked, made some dinner, did the washing up, watched The Bill, transferred photos from my camera.
Went to bed feeling cozy and nice.
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I took quite a lot of pictures of the house. It didn’t really sink in before I left what an end-of-era event this visit would be; that I probably won’t be back in the Can’ for ages and ages.
When I do go back, the family home won’t be there anymore. If I’d thought more about it in advance, I prolly would have brought the transfer cable and systematically gone out and about taking loads and loads of pictures.
That would have added a bit more focus to the trip, which might’ve been a good thing. But revisiting lots of old haunts for documentation purposes would have made me incredibly sad.
Everything to do with Canberra makes me so sad these days. I hope that will change. I have lots of happy memories of the place were I grew up, along with all the sad ones. But I’ve been so unhappy there for so much of the time latterly that those associations pretty much obscure all the others. They did on this visit, anyway.
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I had to do a certain amount of sortage and retrieval of old crap because of the imminent parental move to Geneva.
The house is full of boxes.
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On Friday evening I went to dinner at Anise on West Row with Mum & Dad, for Mum’s birthday. We got hijacked numerous times by other people at the restaurant my folks (mostly Dad) knew, which was very Canberran.
I went out on Saturday night with my friend E. We drank beer at Filthy McFaddens and ate Japanese before evacuating his native Kingston for Civic. We played pool at Toast, had traditional semi-drunken coffee at Gus’s, and then, for reasons which remain less than entirely clear to me, went and saw Sahara, which was crap.
I got a couple of driving practice sessions in with my mother. My clutching is improving, but my steering needs work.
4 hours down, 116 to go..
On Sunday I had a luxuriously long conversation with my sister M (who, unlike my other sister, is definitely not getting married), currently residing at a hostel in Cairns and unphoneable except on her mobile. We used to be very close. We’re less close these days, but it was still fantastic to talk to her.
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On Friday morning I went out Belconnen way to visit my friend S.
Breathtaking views of picturesque Belco bus interchange.
His lifestyle seems very downwardly mobile these days.
But it was good to see him, I guess. He is currently living with two other guys and two kittens, who are brother and sister. For some reason I forget their names.
I didn’t realise how dodgy the first picture looked until after I took it.
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I was late for my 3:30pm flight to Canberra last Thursday. I had to get a taxi from Swanston Street.
But I missed the flight all the same, by about two places in the checkin queue, and had to wait for the next one at 6pm.
I took some pictures of the airport but none of them came out very well.
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The official Neurocam application has changed – now aspiring operatives have to submit “between 250 and 300 words on what [they] have to offer Neurocam”.
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