On the second day of my summer unrecovery ...

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I have a cold. Blergh. Think I'm going to iron a couple of shirts and go to bed.

The coffee at work is really shitful instant. Something will have to be Done about this. Plunger in the desk drawer or something.

Spent the afternoon getting inducted. Work may solve the bank account problem - they get foreign employees in the same situation all the time, so they have it down to a fine art. (And once I get the account, I can take it away from NatWest, because they suck festering dingo balls.) First payday is September 25th, with all the September pay in a lump. It's fairly safe to assume that I will be out on Friday 27th and Saturday 28th ...

I haven't slithered through the work firewall yet (SOP for access to the world appears to be to dial out with a laptop) and don't have a PC of my own at all. So after tomorrow evening I have no idea when I'll be reading my email again. Not too long, I expect.