October 20th, 2005


Happy Birthday Beagl! You are a lucky man

Kim is wonderful. She brings the happy. ;-) And no, beagl, you will not be hearing any 'old fart' jokes from me. *cough*

Bringing the sad is waking up and the only email in your inbox is spam. Damnit, the spammers have found my domain and they are using my personal address that I don't give out to businesses. How they got it I don't know but no, I don't need any viagra or penis enlargement today, thanks.

And bringing the happy is the accidental discovery of a cd full of Pitch Black and Delirium, given to me by a friend, tucked away amongst my work papers. New music! Whee!

Again with the sad - my hips, knees and back are all playing up - a product, possibly, of the minimum of three miles daily I've been walking lately (on the pavement = high impact).

And the happy - I oiled my bedroom door hinges. Now I can have sneaky clandestine liaisons without waking up the household. You have no idea how ironic that is. ;-)

Four hours sleep is enough, right?

Is this a private malaise or can anyone join in?

Hmm. My email's not working again. This time the error message is " ". That's right, completely blank. Server replied: ...

*sigh* So I can receive email but not send. How very useful.

Today I was rescued from waiting for the (late) bus in the rain by catteeya. Yay for her! And yay for approaching long weekends. I actually turned down a luxurious trip away this weekend in favour of a quiet one of hanging out with people I care about and sleeping in.

Little voice: What? Are you mad?
Me: No, just broke. Shut up.

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This has been a week of strangeness. I started the week feeling concerned for People and my concern has only deepened and broadened as the week's gone by. I think everyone needs this holiday. I know I do. Being a translator and debugger and mediator and resident expert geek all at the same time has been all too much this week, and my brain is a quivering pile of mush that just wants to doze off while staring at some inane website and drooling.

And I want to eat Bad Things.