March 21st, 2005

modigliani

Mrs. Brightside

Excitingly, I solved the Hotmail problem. Kind of. Having used the weirdo netcafé last week, I think that some showoffy little twerp must have done the Cookie Capture trick (or whatever it is they do now) and changed my password. Twats. (unless it was someone here, here being a language school which is also full of adolescents...). It may be time to get yet another account, except that the next one also has to be free and web-based (since I don't have my own computer, downloading an SSH client isn't an option).

Now have to go and drink coffee, listen to Elvis (Vegas years) and read through my notes in time for Probestunde #2 of the day. The adrenalin!