So much conflict in my life for so long. Would like some resolution. Need some calm.
Archive for October, 2004
Absolutely love the smell of my new PowerBook…
Shelf full of letters and cards.
Postcard from a friend. She said when she returns from Uganda in a year, she will visit J in the woodland as she promised.
Another card from a Green Party minister. Sorry to hear, he says, and wishing love, luck and strength.
“When I telephoned you for the first time, you apologised for not hearing the phone as you were sawing wood.”
Shop staff that ignore you, which makes you feel like an inconvenience. Shop staff that are over-attentive, which makes you feel like you’re a likely shoplifter.
The most exciting thing that has happened to me in months was freak packet of Vice Versas.
Being slightly Raymond Babbit, I tipped out the whole packet on the table to sort them into milk and plain chocs. (For the uninitiated, they are about the size of minstrels but much tastier.)
When I looked closer, they’d had a baby! A perfect miniature Vice Versa;a beautiful shade of creamy orange next to the cream and brown of its parents.
A few days later, I realised this was probably a cheeky Mini Smartie that had just snuck in there. Bit disappointing, but I’m keeping the whole family anyway just to remind me how exciting it was…
Every other train I get is delayed or cancelled. Last week, A sat next to an off-duty guard and listended to him phone ahead to ask that they hold his connecting train.
He turned to A: “Perk of the job. Got a poker game tonight.”
Next time your train is late, at least it will comfort you to know that your train guard got to his poker game on time…
Christmas time is always torn between different parts of the family. This year will be really difficult.
Last Christmas with, first Christmas without.
Annoying habit noted in conversation: People that end sentences with ‘so’, and people that end sentences with ‘or’. Without even any pretence that they intend to continue talking…
Very suspicious of girls that are ‘best friends’ with their mothers. What is that all about?
Rich people buy fast, expensive sports cars to impress people. People with dull jobs that pay well buy cheap sports cars to try and impress people. It just doesn’t work. Don’t get a sports car unless you can afford a sports car. An Aston Martin DB9 – not a Vauxhall Tigra…Later: I wrote this extremely brief and not particularly interesting post years ago and have just killed the comment thread because it’s really, really, dull. I’m not interested in cars and don’t even drive; I scrapped my Skoda last year.I still think cheap sports cars are tacky but am now equally turned off by the hundreds of soul-less, tedious executives in their Astons. Cars are boring. People that are into cars are boring. So please – do me and yourself a favour and stick your comments on a thread where someone actually gives a shit.
Looks like I’ll be travelling to Prague the week of Guy Fawkes. That means fabulous views of the nation’s fireworks…
It should be illegal to even mention Christmas until at least 1 December.
It’s not about people with relatives in Australia. It’s about making money and it infuriates me.
Have decided to boycott shops selling Christmas stuff for as long as I can.
I had a really good rant about this in a comment on BBC.co.uk, but it never bloody made it. Probably thought I was Christmasist.