Rantastic...

...Back in ye olde days, before mobile phones became prevalent, the only way you could contact someone who was out was to leave a message on their answerphone - if they even had one - or to call back later and hope they had returned. Equally, the only way to make a call when you were out was to locate a nearby phone box or wait until you got home.

These days, everyone has a mobile, often more than one, and they can be used pretty much anywhere, from the middle of the city to the middle of nowhere - yet somehow it's just as difficult to get hold of people, you always end up getting their voicemail or a "The phone you have called may be switched off" message. People are always in lectures, in meetings, busy, alseep, didn't hear their phone and 100 and 1 assorted other reasons.

Now if you're still with me, you might remember that the topic title said that mobile phones made it harder to contact people, not simply that they didn't make it any easier - the thing is that back before the mobile, there was no expectation of being able to contact people, if someone gave you their work number, you know they would most probably only be reachable 9-5 if they weren't away from their desk and you were lucky. Mobile phones and their users, however, always give the impression that they are reachable 24/7, which makes it all the more frustrating when all you get is "Sorry, the person you have called is not available, please leave your message after the tone".

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Well, it's been a while...

...Quite a long while in fact - my last post, for some reason, was on Christmas Eve and I really haven't even thought to post anything since then. I suppose there's probably a reason for it, but I'm not really sure what it is at the moment - I'd like to claim that nothing of interest has happend since then, but that would inevitiably be a lie because my life is full of Things Of Interest - even if only to me. I should really give a blow-by-blow update of everything I've done since Christmas, but I just don't want to - it's not all depressing to think about, but a fair portion of it is and I'd rather not relive it.

Hopefully there should be something to write about in the near future - with another Burn FM broadcast looming, my final year project due in, along with other coursework, exams, my everpresent lack of a social life, boredom and general bad luck. How can I possibly fail to have something to bitch about?

Until then...