Moving out of home

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After the anniversary dinner I went and stayed the night at my new flat.  So I officially moved out of home when I was exactly twenty six and a half.  I didn't have any of my furniture yet, so spent a few nights on an inflatable mattress.  I can't remember the reasoning, maybe I didn't have my main computer, I don't know, but I remember dialling into CIA with Telix and from there telnetting to a shell to check my mail.  

With Mum and Dad in the new flat

Kaz in her new flat

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Kazza's "Boring Life Of a Geek" aka BLOG

IT geek, originally from Sydney, moved to Canberra in 2007. Married to "the sweetie", aka Stu. Prolific photographer, Lego junkie and tropical fish keeper.

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