Computer niggles

For some reason the WLAN in the faculty no longer likes me. I can 'see' the network fine, but you have to log in through a VPN client, and it won't take my password. Yes, I'm entering the right password, and I don't think it can be the client, because I use a different VPN in the flat sometimes, and that's OK. The Faculty WLAN has sometimes gone through phases where it only let me log in after several attempts (I'm pretty sure it wasn't my typing!) but now it doesn't work at all.

In some ways this is very good for productivity. Right up to the point where you need the net for something work-related, or end up turning up too late to a seminar because you never got the change of venue e-mail (of course, there's a whole seperate issue around sending such an e-mail two hours before the start of class).

Sigh. I suppose I'll have to go and see tech support, but it always takes forever... so maybe I'll wait a bit.

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Also, question mostly for the Germans/ Austrians on the flist.

For some time, I've found myself wanting a pair of Zimmermanshose - the traditional black cords, with pockets down the side legs suitable for sticking squares, pens, etc in, worn by German carpenters as wandering apprentices.

But: is it bad form/ tacky to have a pair when you aren't actually a carpenter? I have worked in wood, at school and hobbyishly, but I'm quite aware that's not at all the same thing...

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Sorry - it's just incoherence at discovering that Margaret Thatcher wrote fanfic. 'Yes Minister' fanfic.

It's absolutely dreadful, though not in a particularly interesting way (No slash, MPREG or anything like that - just economist bashing, and she gets Humphrey's degree crashingly wrong, so LOL NOOB. Also, it's not actually funny)†. But still. Thatcher. Fanfic. Fanfic. Thatcher.

I think my brain just broke.

†Proving that there's no justice in the world, it was actually made.