Hi. My name is zero-nine-two-five-zero-six-seven-one.

The tiny bit of school I’ve had means that I am now reduced to a number. Instead of caring about my name, all UCD wants to know is my student number. U of Guelph at least knew my name! Lest I am grumbling too much, this school, no, this entire country, is so wired (or whatever the word is). Everything is based on magnetic strips on cards and numbers. That’s really nice, you see… most of one’s life can be run from the comfort of home, as long as you have the super-cheap mobile broadband USB stick.