24th May, 2008 (11:31 pm)
The Day Where A Lot Can Happen (7)
A lot can happen in a week.
The only way I can properly update you and not have my fingers fall off due to excessive typing is to default to bulletpoints. Yeah - lazy, isn’t it? But it’s that or completely forget to write this stuff down, so what you going to do about it, eh? NOTHING. That’s what.
- I should be out tonight. As I type this, I should be dancing inappropriately with a man I’m not married to and lining my guts with enough gin to ensure that my body rejects it, heaving and heavy, in the early hours of the morning. I’m doing neither of these things because S beat me to the vomiting; he puked all over his bed last night, following it up with rip-roaring diarrhoea that’s lasted forty-eight hours and counting. Awesome - not least because he was in my bed last night. So at midnight I was giving S an impromptu shower (much to his apparent annoyance) to slough off the vomit and M was changing the sheets and making a moonlight trip to the garage to put the bedding in the washing machine.
- My Japanese exam was shit. As many people do that “omg I suckz at my examz!11″ psyche-out and then pass (annoying, isn’t it?) I’ll save you the uncertainity by assuring you that no, I’m not exaggerating. It was shit - as was I - and I’m gonna fail. I’d care but let’s face it - I can’t do everything I do and expect to do all of it well. Some days I struggle to take a piss I’m so busy, and if some has to give I’d rather it be my silly language hobby, as much as I love it, than lose my job, my child or my mind.
- Work’s been bedlam. Like, crazy. I didn’t see my desk for nine consecutive days and that had nothing to do with leave - I was simply out of the office and in meetings all over the fucking country. I have next week off - see the next bullet - but it’s crap timing and if we haven’t have already booked our flights I would’ve cancelled my leave and try to make a dent in my To Do list I’m that busy. Everytime I think of what I have to do my stomach cramps up with guilt and concern.
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24th September, 2007 (7:23 am)
The Day I Shouldn’t Touch Anything Ever Again (3)
It’s pretty crap being without a TV. Although we do manage to do other stuff like read and play games and, yuck, even have FAMILY TIME, we do watch a fairly substanial amount of TV. (For a long time I felt incredibly shameful each time I’d clock up the hours I’d devote to the idiot box each week, but these days I have less guilt. I spend forty hours a week working for a woman I hate and if that doesn’t permit me to suspend my crappy old life a couple of hours a night then bite me.) Ironically, now reduced to the tiniest of portable televisions we’re watching very little - but only because the TV’s so crap. It’s something that’s been forced upon us rather than a decision we walked into as a family with rueful smiles and benevolent acknowledgement. As is it, I’m fairly certain than S would sell one or both of his parents to get a slinky, shiny LCD number. But only if we don’t sell him first.
It’s come in long line of momentual technological failures, though. I feel like Magneto Girl. In just a few short weeks I’ve inexplicably broken the home phone/connection, my phone in work, the TV and dented the car, whilst also seeing the demise of my HDD, iPod and PDA in recent months, too. It’s like everything I touches turns to shit. It’s bizarre in a I’m-joking-but-it’s-actually-a-bit-spooky way. If this carries on much longer, M’s gonna ask me to stop touching S - and maybe M himself, too. I wouldn’t mind if I was habitually breaking cheap things, but the cost of this lot bloody adds up. Thankfully, only last week we had a three grand credit from our bank for the bank charges they took from us over the years, when we were in a particularly bad place financially. That offsets the cost of the TV, and my freelance work the new PDA and peripherals, but it would have been a damned sight better to have not needed to buy a new TV and the rest of this stuff at all, you know?
Talking of which, Amazon’s being shit. We’ve ordered the new TV but despite it being in stock, it’s taking an inexplicably long time to reach us, with a delivery estimate of something stupid like end of September/early October. I went in to change it and get it delivered first class, but as it’s “dispatching soon” it won’t even let me do that. Bastards. I always get things I’m in no rush for with incredible speed from Amazon, and the stuff I’m desperate for takes months. Sigh.
Anyway. I’d better get off this machine before I fuck my computer up even more, too.
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7th May, 2007 (8:22 pm)
The Bit With SpiderFuckingMan (13)
Dear World,
STOP RAMMING SPIDERFUCKINGMAN DOWN MY GODDAMN THROAT.
I don’t give a shit about the new Spiderman film. I saw the first one, thought it was crap and have given the whole franchise a wide berth ever since - until, of course, it appeared on every other advert on TV, on the side of cereal packets, in magazines, on fifteen zillion billboards, in toy shops - everywhere.
Peter Parker can take his skinny fucking arse and just LEAVE ME ALONE.
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22nd April, 2007 (10:10 am)
The Day With The Groundhog (6)
Does anyone else think it odd that a web design company have commissioned me to re-design their site . . . ? How weird. I’m really struggling on the ethics of that versus the need to secure some money. Ho hum.
Anyway, hello! How’s you? I know - I’ve been a bad friend - absent, vague, unreliable. Sorry about that. I’d give you more excuses about tiredness and the difficulties of trying to balance being back in work with still trying to get better, but you’ve heard that before, so I won’t. Suffice to say, not much has changed. I’m currently experiencing my own Groundhog Day that doesn’t see me doing much other than struggling through a day in work until I get to come home and can lie down. I have the longevity of a Maybug. It isn’t good. I’m also wandering around in a bit of a fug that sees me stuck in February 2007 - it’s like I lost those six weeks and haven’t quite been able to catch up since.
Plus the weather’s been lovely. After sorting out our garden furniture last year and getting a new patio heater and parasol this year, our garden’s almost become the kind of place that’s nice to visit. If it wasn’t for the fact that it’s still quite cold unless you’re standing in the sun I’d probably be out there now, trying to absorb as much vitamin A and D as I can. Unfortunately, today it’s not as bright nor warm, so our barbeque’s been postponed and replaced instead with a visit this afternoon to a local castle. It sits halfway up a mountain, nestled in a forest, and can be seen very clearly on my commute to work. Since S’s spotted it, he’s convinced that the Power Rangers live there, so we thought we’d take a trip today to see it. I think that the Power Rangers may be out though. Poor S.
Thanks to everyone who offered such brilliant suggestions and New York - I can’t believe that this time next week, we’ll be there! I’ve turned down two big social nights out this weekend in the bid to get more rest (which didn’t really happen, as I was catching up with eighteen episodes of Heroes instead) and save some cash. In a lot of ways, the timing couldn’t be better - there’s no doubt that M and I really need a break; we haven’t had a holiday together since October 2005, and even a long weekend is better than nothing. I also hope that the fact that there’s several of us going means that we get to balance time alone (which isn’t always good, particularly if we have a - shock horror - falling out) and enjoying ourselves with friends. And finally, the British Pound is kicking the dollar’s arse - this is doing NOTHING AT ALL for me in terms of GG.net for the more work I do, the less money I seem to be pulling down, but it’s bloody fantastic in terms of paying a visit to the US.
Because, apparently, we live in the 1800s, we’ve just purchased our very first camcorder. (Fact is, I hate seeing myself in photos, so I had no innate desire to rush out and buy a video camera). Problem is, I can’t be certain Amazon’ll despatch in time before we leave, even though it was in stock and I paid for 1st Class delivery. Sigh. Don’t get any ideas about video blogs or any such crap though - my fingers will have to fall off before I visually inflict myself onto the web community.
Right, I had tons to do, so really need to leave it there. I’ve yet to tell you about S’s recent stroppiness and what M did to my PC that nearly fucking broke it again. Maybe next time!
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28th March, 2007 (5:59 pm)
The Bit With The Office (2)
I’ve spent all day - and I mean, all day - sat at my desk and watching series three of The Office (US). I now think that I work at Dunder Mifflin and have been falling ever so slightly in love with Jim.
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