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  • 09/02/2002: Never sting a biochemist.

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    09/02/2002 Archived Entry: “Never sting a biochemist.”

    Stinging a biochemist is a bad idea. We get really pissy about being stung. Start thinking about annihilating all examples of a particular species just because we *could*. Yes. Well, I do. Possibly it’s fortunate that I don’t actively practice biochemistry (heh, other people “aren’t practicing christians”, I’m not a practicing biochemist…. ;-)

    Anyway, so as you might guess I got stung this weekend. Today actually, by a sodding wasp. At about 4 o’clock….and it’s still stinging and it’s slightly swollen. Not happy. Also worried because my mum is allergic to wasp stings (and there is the possibility that I’ll discover I’m allergic to them next time I’m stung, depending on what my immune system has done this time). Anyway, so, I got stung by this bastard little flying creature, which met an untimely end shortly afterwards. Little sod.

    So. that was today. Actually, today was fishing out stuff to go to the tip, and computer stuff to give to our friend the computer collecting bloke….(John, if you’re reading, *wave*).

    As was yesterday, (checks watch) actually, the day before (saturday). My parents are trying to work out what to do with regard to the fact that if my dad loses his job and they can’t get benefits then, well, the house will go). So a lot of clearing went on, and them trying to work out what they can get rid of, and what of mine will be going…..also a watching of Romeo and Juliet, which I’m not

    Lots of thinking went on this weekend….not much decision making. Just that I need to sort myself out, and that i need to get a place of my own. Controllable environment. I need it – and soon. Still having a job should help, and am thinking I might well be able to get some benefits of some sort. Dunno what yet though. We’ll just have to wait and see.

    I also need to properly sort through a lot of my books and sell off all my old model railway stuff…..it’s all gotta go, hopefully I can make some cash selling it.

  • 09/02/2002: Katie Stood on the Benches

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    09/02/2002 Archived Entry: “Katie Stood on the Benches”

    I completely forgot. I’ve been having a lot of trouble (quite possibly related to the change in dose of hormones) with my self image recently. As in feeling completely crap about how I look…..although not so much when I actually see myself. Although I still look crap in the photos.

    Had some more done. Not linking to them, I’m told I look nice in them, but….anyway, they were for a deal with Amy, so I shan’t give them away anyway. But I might have posted a few. However, I generally feel like I’ve got big blokie arms, and shoulders. And just not good things.

    I think the problem is my head is still at some level failing to realise that I don’t really look blokie anymore. Which is strange, because it used to be the other way around (back, even while I was at university, I’d feel okay about myself until I saw my reflection).

    Anyway, so I’ve been feeling bad – and then seeing myself in reflections and feeling better. Which is kind of weird. Better than feeling bad, then seeing myself and feeling worse which happened for a long time. So.

    It’s funny though. If rather depressing when I’m feeling bad. And I really do hate my arms. And my shoulders. The rest of me, well, it’s okay – for an off night. Probably.

    And…yes. Did I mention Bedecker’s Norway and Sweden. No? Well, my dad found it for me. The only date in it is 1892 (it says fifth edition, I’m not sure whether that’s fifth edition and published in 1892 or fifth edition of a book first published in 1892). So anyway, my addiction to Norway has some basis in my past….I probably found that book many years ago….

    Am thinking that that’s the kind of thing which’d be good for my planned TV program.

  • 09/02/2002: Peter and the bike. Like Peter and the Wolf, but different.

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    09/02/2002 Archived Entry: “Peter and the bike. Like Peter and the Wolf, but different.”

    Incidentally, I forgot to say….this is my bike: here…and this is Peter who took the pictures of me which I’m not showing to anyone…

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    Urgh, I look horrid :-(

    Posted by Peter @ 09/02/2002 11:58 PM GMT

  • August 29, 2002 12:00 AM

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    <font size=”3″><b>In My Brain II – Archives: August 2002</b></font>
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    <b>Thursday, August 29, 2002</b>
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    So. That answers the what bad thing is going to happen to make up for loan and job. My dad’s being made redundant.
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    Posted by <a href=”https://web.archive.org/web/20020831053210/http://bursar.linuxgrrls.org/” target=”new”>kate</a> @ 02:55 PM GMT [<a href=”https://web.archive.org/web/20020831053210/http://bursar.linuxgrrls.org/archives/00000112.shtml” onmouseover=”window.status=’08/29/02: Answer’;return true” onmouseout=”window.status=”;return true”>Link</a>] [<a href=”https://web.archive.org/web/20020831053210/http://bursar.linuxgrrls.org/archives/00000112.shtml#comments” onmouseover=”window.status=’Add a comment to this entry’;return true” onmouseout=”window.status=”;return true”>No Comments</a>]
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    Scared, scared, scared.

    Job interview, huge loan for regolith….’s all coming together at once….eeep [<a href=”https://web.archive.org/web/20020831053210/http://bursar.linuxgrrls.org/archives/00000111.shtml”>more</a>]
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    Posted by <a href=”https://web.archive.org/web/20020831053210/http://bursar.linuxgrrls.org/” target=”new”>kate</a> @ 01:55 PM GMT [<a href=”https://web.archive.org/web/20020831053210/http://bursar.linuxgrrls.org/archives/00000111.shtml” onmouseover=”window.status=’08/29/02: scared’;return true” onmouseout=”window.status=”;return true”>Link</a>] [<a href=”https://web.archive.org/web/20020831053210/http://bursar.linuxgrrls.org/archives/00000111.shtml#comments” onmouseover=”window.status=’Add a comment to this entry’;return true” onmouseout=”window.status=”;return true”>No Comments</a>]
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    <b>Monday, August 26, 2002</b>
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    So, had a fairly busy weekend….starting on friday night. Actually, my first bit of news predates the weekend. I’ve got a job interview…..with the NHS! Yes, they managed not to lose both my application forms. And I actually got an interview, so I’ve got the hugest, most scary form to fill in.
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    Posted by <a href=”https://web.archive.org/web/20020831053210/http://bursar.linuxgrrls.org/” target=”new”>kate</a> @ 11:50 PM GMT [<a href=”https://web.archive.org/web/20020831053210/http://bursar.linuxgrrls.org/archives/00000110.shtml” onmouseover=”window.status=’08/26/02: \’I use KDE so when I get a lighter windowmanager it feels like an upgrade\”;return true” onmouseout=”window.status=”;return true”>Link</a>] [<a href=”https://web.archive.org/web/20020831053210/http://bursar.linuxgrrls.org/archives/00000110.shtml#comments” onmouseover=”window.status=’Add a comment to this entry’;return true” onmouseout=”window.status=”;return true”>No Comments</a>]
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    <b>Thursday, August 22, 2002</b>
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    Well, this amused me…<a href=”/web/20020831053210/http://bursar.linuxgrrls.org/photographs/odds/excluder.jpg”>a tad excessive</a> (worksafe)
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    Posted by <a href=”https://web.archive.org/web/20020831053210/http://bursar.linuxgrrls.org/” target=”new”>kate</a> @ 03:00 PM GMT [<a href=”https://web.archive.org/web/20020831053210/http://bursar.linuxgrrls.org/archives/00000109.shtml” onmouseover=”window.status=’08/22/02: Amused me (so it did)’;return true” onmouseout=”window.status=”;return true”>Link</a>] [<a href=”https://web.archive.org/web/20020831053210/http://bursar.linuxgrrls.org/archives/00000109.shtml#comments” onmouseover=”window.status=’Add a comment to this entry’;return true” onmouseout=”window.status=”;return true”>No Comments</a>]
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    <table border=”0″ cellpadding=”5″ cellspacing=”0″ style=”background-color: ; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica; font-size: 10px”><tr><td colspan=”2″>You are <b><span style=”color: ″>68%</span></b> geek</td></tr><tr><td valign=”top”><img src=”/web/20020831053210im_/http://bursar.linuxgrrls.org/logos/girl_50x75.jpg” height=”170″ width=”120″></td><td valign=”top”>You are a geek. Good for you! Considering the endless complexity of the universe, as well as whatever discipline you happen to be most interested in, you’ll never be bored as long as you have a good book store, a net connection, and thousands of dollars worth of expensive equipment. Assuming you’re a technical geek, you’ll be able to afford it, too. If you’re not a technical geek, you’re geek enough to mate with a technical geek and thereby get the needed dough. <b>Dating tip</b>: Don’t date a geek of the same persuasion as you. You’ll constantly try to out-geek the other.</td></tr></table>

    <a href=”https://web.archive.org/web/20020831053210/http://www.thudfactor.com/geekquiz.php”>Take the Polygeek Quiz at Thudfactor.com</a></p>
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    Rough couple of days. Rough life, to be honest. [<a href=”https://web.archive.org/web/20020831053210/http://bursar.linuxgrrls.org/archives/00000107.shtml”>more</a>]
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    Posted by <a href=”https://web.archive.org/web/20020831053210/http://bursar.linuxgrrls.org/” target=”new”>kate</a> @ 02:25 AM GMT [<a href=”https://web.archive.org/web/20020831053210/http://bursar.linuxgrrls.org/archives/00000107.shtml” onmouseover=”window.status=’08/22/02: So….’;return true” onmouseout=”window.status=”;return true”>Link</a>] [<a href=”https://web.archive.org/web/20020831053210/http://bursar.linuxgrrls.org/archives/00000107.shtml#comments” onmouseover=”window.status=’Add a comment to this entry’;return true” onmouseout=”window.status=”;return true”>No Comments</a>]
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    <b>Tuesday, August 20, 2002</b>
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    Fuck.
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    Posted by <a href=”https://web.archive.org/web/20020831053210/http://bursar.linuxgrrls.org/” target=”new”>kate</a> @ 10:16 PM GMT [<a href=”https://web.archive.org/web/20020831053210/http://bursar.linuxgrrls.org/archives/00000106.shtml” onmouseover=”window.status=’08/20/02: ‘;return true” onmouseout=”window.status=”;return true”>Link</a>] [<a href=”https://web.archive.org/web/20020831053210/http://bursar.linuxgrrls.org/archives/00000106.shtml#comments” onmouseover=”window.status=’Add a comment to this entry’;return true” onmouseout=”window.status=”;return true”>2 comments</a>]
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    Another survey….. [<a href=”https://web.archive.org/web/20020831053210/http://bursar.linuxgrrls.org/archives/00000105.shtml”>more</a>]
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    Posted by <a href=”https://web.archive.org/web/20020831053210/http://bursar.linuxgrrls.org/” target=”new”>kate</a> @ 08:07 PM GMT [<a href=”https://web.archive.org/web/20020831053210/http://bursar.linuxgrrls.org/archives/00000105.shtml” onmouseover=”window.status=’08/20/02: All about me….’;return true” onmouseout=”window.status=”;return true”>Link</a>] [<a href=”https://web.archive.org/web/20020831053210/http://bursar.linuxgrrls.org/archives/00000105.shtml#comments” onmouseover=”window.status=’Add a comment to this entry’;return true” onmouseout=”window.status=”;return true”>No Comments</a>]
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    Kate==Useless moron

    At least that’s how I feel. For all the jokes, for setting my keyboard to Norwegian, and so on I’ve <i>only just</i> managed to make it to chapter 2 of “Norwegian in 3 months”. I just feel so hopeless, I mean, I struggle with language at the best of times (yes, yes, I know I used to be a technical writer, and an okay one apparently) but…..I just don’t feel like I’m making any progress. And it sucks.

    And you know what the worst thing is? Knowing that I used to be much brighter. Knowing that there was a time where if I’d set my mind to it (as I’m trying to do now) I’d’ve actually been able to learn it. But right now I just feel so fucking *useless*. It’s all gone y’know. I just don’t feel like I can *do* or *learn* anything anymore.
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    Posted by <a href=”https://web.archive.org/web/20020831053210/http://bursar.linuxgrrls.org/” target=”new”>kate</a> @ 07:42 PM GMT [<a href=”https://web.archive.org/web/20020831053210/http://bursar.linuxgrrls.org/archives/00000104.shtml” onmouseover=”window.status=’08/20/02: Kate==Useless moron’;return true” onmouseout=”window.status=”;return true”>Link</a>] [<a href=”https://web.archive.org/web/20020831053210/http://bursar.linuxgrrls.org/archives/00000104.shtml#comments” onmouseover=”window.status=’Add a comment to this entry’;return true” onmouseout=”window.status=”;return true”>No Comments</a>]
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    Ookay, not <a href=”https://web.archive.org/web/20020831053210/http://www.ecst.csuchico.edu/~atman/ic/lutefisk.html”>everything</a> about norway sounds wonderful….
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    Posted by <a href=”https://web.archive.org/web/20020831053210/http://bursar.linuxgrrls.org/” target=”new”>kate</a> @ 04:32 PM GMT [<a href=”https://web.archive.org/web/20020831053210/http://bursar.linuxgrrls.org/archives/00000103.shtml” onmouseover=”window.status=’08/20/02: ookay’;return true” onmouseout=”window.status=”;return true”>Link</a>] [<a href=”https://web.archive.org/web/20020831053210/http://bursar.linuxgrrls.org/archives/00000103.shtml#comments” onmouseover=”window.status=’Add a comment to this entry’;return true” onmouseout=”window.status=”;return true”>No Comments</a>]
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    <b>Monday, August 19, 2002</b>
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    <a href=”https://web.archive.org/web/20020831053210/http://quizilla.com/users/xunker/quizzes/What’s%20your%20HTTP%20Status%20Code%3F/”><img src=”https://web.archive.org/web/20020831053210im_/http://bursar.linuxgrrls.org/logos/http_200.png” border=”0″ alt=””>
    <font size=”-1″>What’s your HTTP Status Code?</font></a>
    <font size=”-3″>brought to you by <a href=”https://web.archive.org/web/20020831053210/http://quizilla.com/”>Quizilla</a></font>

    You are easy going and unassuming, sometimes too much so. You don’t cause waves and are easy to get along with.. probably because you have no backbone. But it doesn’t matter, because people have a hard time not liking you.
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    Posted by <a href=”https://web.archive.org/web/20020831053210/http://bursar.linuxgrrls.org/” target=”new”>kate</a> @ 12:36 PM GMT [<a href=”https://web.archive.org/web/20020831053210/http://bursar.linuxgrrls.org/archives/00000102.shtml” onmouseover=”window.status=’08/19/02: Yet another quiz’;return true” onmouseout=”window.status=”;return true”>Link</a>] [<a href=”https://web.archive.org/web/20020831053210/http://bursar.linuxgrrls.org/archives/00000102.shtml#comments” onmouseover=”window.status=’Add a comment to this entry’;return true” onmouseout=”window.status=”;return true”>No Comments</a>]
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    All up for a round of name that tune? This is what happens when I go home, well, used to happen. I’ve just brought my aged Amplifier back from Newbury to Brizzle to replace the one Jasmine is taking away. [<a href=”https://web.archive.org/web/20020831053210/http://bursar.linuxgrrls.org/archives/00000101.shtml”>more</a>]
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    Posted by <a href=”https://web.archive.org/web/20020831053210/http://bursar.linuxgrrls.org/” target=”new”>kate</a> @ 12:12 AM GMT [<a href=”https://web.archive.org/web/20020831053210/http://bursar.linuxgrrls.org/archives/00000101.shtml” onmouseover=”window.status=’08/19/02: It seems like you\’re a million miles away’;return true” onmouseout=”window.status=”;return true”>Link</a>] [<a href=”https://web.archive.org/web/20020831053210/http://bursar.linuxgrrls.org/archives/00000101.shtml#comments” onmouseover=”window.status=’Add a comment to this entry’;return true” onmouseout=”window.status=”;return true”>No Comments</a>]
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    <b>Saturday, August 17, 2002</b>
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    I think I’m feeling a bit better than when I wrote the last entry. Not a lot better, but a bit. At least able to string together coherant sentances instead of half-completed paragraphs where I leap from one topic to another without explanation.

    Still not really with it, but off to my parents for the weekend…..
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    Posted by <a href=”https://web.archive.org/web/20020831053210/http://bursar.linuxgrrls.org/” target=”new”>kate</a> @ 09:09 AM GMT [<a href=”https://web.archive.org/web/20020831053210/http://bursar.linuxgrrls.org/archives/00000100.shtml” onmouseover=”window.status=’08/17/02: Back in reality’;return true” onmouseout=”window.status=”;return true”>Link</a>]
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    <b>Friday, August 16, 2002</b>
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    So, it’s true what they say. Hire vans do go faster.

    That’s today’s humour. I wouldn’t ask for any more, because there isn’t any more. I spent the day moving Jasmine and Lauren out, into their new place. And yesterday I spent down at Lauren’s parents place – having driven down in a hideous van. [<a href=”https://web.archive.org/web/20020831053210/http://bursar.linuxgrrls.org/archives/00000099.shtml”>more</a>]
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    <b>Wednesday, August 14, 2002</b>
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    Apparently I’m worth: $2,083,210.00</p><p align=”JUSTIFY”>That seems pretty reasonable to me…
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    <b>Monday, August 12, 2002</b>
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    So, here’s my real diary entry for the day. At least, here’s my <i>first</i> real diary entry of the day (not that I ever do loads of entries in one day, oh no</a> [<a href=”https://web.archive.org/web/20020831053210/http://bursar.linuxgrrls.org/archives/00000097.shtml”>more</a>]
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    Posted by <a href=”https://web.archive.org/web/20020831053210/http://bursar.linuxgrrls.org/” target=”new”>kate</a> @ 07:58 PM GMT [<a href=”https://web.archive.org/web/20020831053210/http://bursar.linuxgrrls.org/archives/00000097.shtml” onmouseover=”window.status=’08/12/02: So, the weekend and stuff.’;return true” onmouseout=”window.status=”;return true”>Link</a>]
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    <table border=”1″ cellspacing=”0″ cellpadding=”1″ bgcolor=”#ccddcc” width=”300″><tr><td><center><b><font face=”Verdana, Arial, Sans-serif” size=”1″ color=”#000000″>My Romance Meter</b></center></td></tr><tr><td><table border=”1″ cellspacing=”0″ cellpadding=”1″ bgcolor=”#ccddcc”><tr height=”30″><td width=”85″ bgcolor=”#ffffff”><font face=”Verdana, Arial, Sans-serif” size=”1″ color=”#000000″>Optimist 95%</td><td><table height=”30″><tr><td width=”95″ bgcolor=”#ff0000″>.</td><td width=”5″ bgcolor=”#0000ff”>.</td></tr></table></td><td width=”85″ bgcolor=”#ffffff” align=”right”><font face=”Verdana, Arial, Sans-serif” size=”1″ color=”#000000″>5% Cynic</td></tr>
    <tr height=”30″><td width=”85″ bgcolor=”#ffffff”><font face=”Verdana, Arial, Sans-serif” size=”1″ color=”#000000″>Close 95%</td><td><table height=”30″><tr><td width=”95″ bgcolor=”#ff0000″>.</td><td width=”5″ bgcolor=”#0000ff”>.</td></tr></table></td><td width=”85″ bgcolor=”#ffffff” align=”right”><font face=”Verdana, Arial, Sans-serif” size=”1″ color=”#000000″>5% Distant</td></tr><tr height=”30″><td width=”85″ bgcolor=”#ffffff”><font face=”Verdana, Arial, Sans-serif” size=”1″ color=”#000000″>Long Term 82%</td><td><table height=”30″><tr><td width=”82″ bgcolor=”#ff0000″>.</td><td width=”18″ bgcolor=”#0000ff”>.</td></tr></table></td><td width=”85″ bgcolor=”#ffffff” align=”right”><font face=”Verdana, Arial, Sans-serif” size=”1″ color=”#000000″>18% Brief</td></tr></table></td></tr><tr><td colspan=”2″ align=”center”><font face=”Verdana, Arial, Sans-serif” size=”1″><a href=”https://web.archive.org/web/20020831053210/http://www.atomictemple.com/electrons/tests.htm” style=”color:#118811″>What does my romance meter read?</a></font></td></tr></table>
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    <a href=”https://web.archive.org/web/20020831053210/http://spacefem.com/quiz.shtml”><img src=”https://web.archive.org/web/20020831053210im_/http://bursar.linuxgrrls.org/logos/fem_4.jpg” border=”0″></a>
    I’m pretty damn hard core! Fear me!

    I promise I won’t make such a habit out of it as last time…this is just a quickie…got some stuff to put up later, maybe….depending on how nice I’m feeling.
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    Posted by <a href=”https://web.archive.org/web/20020831053210/http://bursar.linuxgrrls.org/” target=”new”>kate</a> @ 12:34 PM GMT [<a href=”https://web.archive.org/web/20020831053210/http://bursar.linuxgrrls.org/archives/00000095.shtml” onmouseover=”window.status=’08/12/02: Okay okay, another quiz….’;return true” onmouseout=”window.status=”;return true”>Link</a>]
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    <b>Friday, August 9, 2002</b>
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    So, not only have they not submitted my application for the job, they’ve gone on to loose my application form. *sigh*
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    Posted by <a href=”https://web.archive.org/web/20020831053210/http://bursar.linuxgrrls.org/” target=”new”>kate</a> @ 05:06 PM GMT [<a href=”https://web.archive.org/web/20020831053210/http://bursar.linuxgrrls.org/archives/00000094.shtml” onmouseover=”window.status=’08/09/02: NHS Personnel Dept’;return true” onmouseout=”window.status=”;return true”>Link</a>]
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    <center><a href=”https://web.archive.org/web/20020831053210/http://similarminds.com/”> <img src=”https://web.archive.org/web/20020831053210im_/http://bursar.linuxgrrls.org/logos/engram2.gif” border=”0&quot;”>
    take free enneagram test</a></center>
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    Posted by <a href=”https://web.archive.org/web/20020831053210/http://bursar.linuxgrrls.org/” target=”new”>kate</a> @ 12:15 PM GMT [<a href=”https://web.archive.org/web/20020831053210/http://bursar.linuxgrrls.org/archives/00000093.shtml” onmouseover=”window.status=’08/09/02: Yep, it\’s a test.’;return true” onmouseout=”window.status=”;return true”>Link</a>]
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    <b>Thursday, August 8, 2002</b>
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    So, Last time I went on holiday was when I was at university. For four days, iirc. That was more than 3 years ago.

    Before that, oooh, when I was 16?

    So imagine how incredibly, phenominally, excited I am to be finally going on *holiday*. Actually, on holiday. Leaving the country, going and seeing other places. Well. A place. One special offer from RyanAir and me being very, very down and now I’m booked in to go to Ireland.

    I’ve only wanted to go to Ireland <i>my entire life</i>. So….this should be good.
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    Posted by <a href=”https://web.archive.org/web/20020831053210/http://bursar.linuxgrrls.org/” target=”new”>kate</a> @ 11:52 PM GMT [<a href=”https://web.archive.org/web/20020831053210/http://bursar.linuxgrrls.org/archives/00000092.shtml” onmouseover=”window.status=’08/08/02: Holiday!’;return true” onmouseout=”window.status=”;return true”>Link</a>]
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    <b>Wednesday, August 7, 2002</b>
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    So, you have to wonder, if you point a http client at a streamed MPEG radio station what you’ll get….I mean, it says 51 Mb to download….will it stop after 51Mb?

    So, I have to know, but not right now…..

    This does have a point – I want to record some norwegian so I can actually sit and listen to it.
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    Posted by <a href=”https://web.archive.org/web/20020831053210/http://bursar.linuxgrrls.org/” target=”new”>kate</a> @ 12:58 AM GMT [<a href=”https://web.archive.org/web/20020831053210/http://bursar.linuxgrrls.org/archives/00000091.shtml” onmouseover=”window.status=’08/07/02: How big is a file?’;return true” onmouseout=”window.status=”;return true”>Link</a>]
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    <b>Monday, August 5, 2002</b>
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    Okay, this is unfair. [<a href=”https://web.archive.org/web/20020831053210/http://bursar.linuxgrrls.org/archives/00000090.shtml”>more</a>]
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    Posted by <a href=”https://web.archive.org/web/20020831053210/http://bursar.linuxgrrls.org/” target=”new”>kate</a> @ 12:59 PM GMT [<a href=”https://web.archive.org/web/20020831053210/http://bursar.linuxgrrls.org/archives/00000090.shtml” onmouseover=”window.status=’08/05/02: Nuts.’;return true” onmouseout=”window.status=”;return true”>Link</a>]
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    We demand some answers!

    Right, here’s the answers to the male/female thing in the photo I posted (as far as I know):
    <center>

    <a href=”/web/20020831053210/http://bursar.linuxgrrls.org/photographs/personal/kate-sweet16.jpg”><img src=”/web/20020831053210im_/http://bursar.linuxgrrls.org/photographs/personal/sm_kate-sweet16.jpg”></a>

    female, female, female, male, female, male, female, female, female

    male (kneeling down)
    </center>

    I’m afraid that means that nobody wins the pebble.
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    Posted by <a href=”https://web.archive.org/web/20020831053210/http://bursar.linuxgrrls.org/” target=”new”>kate</a> @ 10:15 AM GMT [<a href=”https://web.archive.org/web/20020831053210/http://bursar.linuxgrrls.org/archives/00000089.shtml” onmouseover=”window.status=’08/05/02: Answers!’;return true” onmouseout=”window.status=”;return true”>Link</a>]
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    <b>Sunday, August 4, 2002</b>
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    So I got this spam….

    “Subject: Change Your Sex Life Today!” – I don’t think they meant what I thought :-)
    [<a href=”https://web.archive.org/web/20020831053210/http://bursar.linuxgrrls.org/archives/00000088.shtml”>more</a>]
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    Posted by <a href=”https://web.archive.org/web/20020831053210/http://bursar.linuxgrrls.org/” target=”new”>kate</a> @ 11:57 PM GMT [<a href=”https://web.archive.org/web/20020831053210/http://bursar.linuxgrrls.org/archives/00000088.shtml” onmouseover=”window.status=’08/04/02: So I got this spam….’;return true” onmouseout=”window.status=”;return true”>Link</a>]
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    <b>Friday, August 2, 2002</b>
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    Who’s been paying people to compliment me? Come on? Tell me…

    No, seriously… [<a href=”https://web.archive.org/web/20020831053210/http://bursar.linuxgrrls.org/archives/00000087.shtml”>more</a>]
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    Posted by <a href=”https://web.archive.org/web/20020831053210/http://bursar.linuxgrrls.org/” target=”new”>kate</a> @ 04:36 PM GMT [<a href=”https://web.archive.org/web/20020831053210/http://bursar.linuxgrrls.org/archives/00000087.shtml” onmouseover=”window.status=’08/02/02: Weird’;return true” onmouseout=”window.status=”;return true”>Link</a>]
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    <b>Thursday, August 1, 2002</b>
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    <center>
    <a href=”https://web.archive.org/web/20020831053210/http://www.mutedfaith.com/quiz/vq.htm” target=”new”>
    <img src=”/web/20020831053210im_/http://bursar.linuxgrrls.org/logos/supervillain.jpg” border=”0″>
    </a>

    <a href=”https://web.archive.org/web/20020831053210/http://www.mutedfaith.com/quiz/vq.htm” target=”new”>What Type of Villain are You?</a>

    <a href=”https://web.archive.org/web/20020831053210/http://www.mutedfaith.com/” target=”new”>mutedfaith.com</a> /
    <a href=”https://web.archive.org/web/20020831053210/http://www.livejournal.com/users/labile”>&lt;º&gt;</a>
    </center>
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    Posted by <a href=”https://web.archive.org/web/20020831053210/http://bursar.linuxgrrls.org/” target=”new”>kate</a> @ 11:03 PM GMT [<a href=”https://web.archive.org/web/20020831053210/http://bursar.linuxgrrls.org/archives/00000086.shtml” onmouseover=”window.status=’08/01/02: Yeah, yeah, a quiz’;return true” onmouseout=”window.status=”;return true”>Link</a>]
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  • 08/29/2002: scared

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    08/29/2002 Archived Entry: “scared”

    Scared, scared, scared.

    Job interview, huge loan for regolith….’s all coming together at once….eeep

    I hate interviews, y’know. “How would your friends describe you” “Err, an unstable, insane, lazy fuckup?”. I don’t think that’s the answer they’re after…..

    Anyway, They’ll be ringing up later today to tell me if I’ve: Got the job, got a job but not the one they’re offering, not got a job….so.

    Yes, and the bank seem to think that they’d like to lend us money, when in recipt of a new business plan.

    And I’ve got some photos. No, you can’t have them. Not unless you’re Amy, or maybe Peter. So :-P

  • 08/29/2002: Answer

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    08/29/2002 Entry: “Answer”

    So. That answers the what bad thing is going to happen to make up for loan and job. My dad’s being made redundant.


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  • 08/26/2002: “I use KDE so when I get a lighter windowmanager it feels like an upgrade”

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    08/26/2002 Archived Entry: “”I use KDE so when I get a lighter windowmanager it feels like an upgrade””

    So, had a fairly busy weekend….starting on friday night. Actually, my first bit of news predates the weekend. I’ve got a job interview…..with the NHS! Yes, they managed not to lose both my application forms. And I actually got an interview, so I’ve got the hugest, most scary form to fill in.

    A ‘Disclosure’ form….which doesn’t look fun.

    Anyway, there’s that, then there’s the accountants tomorrow for Regolith stuff. That’s suitably terrifying, and I’ll be heading off to bed in a bit…..

    And I’ve got a duplication run to do this week…how do I do it to myself, or how the world does it to me continues to suprise me – I’m just burbling along, doing sod all, and then suddenly I get a great huge pile of stuff to do in the few days.

    So, this weekend I had Peter (for the entire long weekend) and Alexa (for the day) down to visit…which was cool. We spent a very relaxed weekend doing not terribly exciting, nor stressful things (apart from Peter moving a washing machine). Eating fajitas (yes, I cooked and he didn’t die!), wandering around town, around the downs (briefly, it went quite cold and I wasn’t dressed for it), around ‘the mall’, watched ‘Real Men’ off one of my ancient and very worn videos, went to see a film (‘The Guru’, was excellent, thoroughly recommend it), took loads of photos (entire 36 exposure film, sadly mostly of me….unfortunately they’re destined for Amy and no-one else. Well, one’s for Jas, but anyway.)….hrm, went down to Weston Super-Mare (I do think that’s an excellent placename)….just generally pottered about and then headed home.

    Which was, to be frank, *really nice*. It was just a generally good weekend. And now I have the stresses and strains of tomorrow to look forward to…

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    I’m quite lucky ‘cos my old name is unisex, so I can just pop it down without revealing anymore about myself.

    It doesn’t ask *why* you changed it :-)

    Posted by Kate E @ 09/02/2002 09:56 AM GMT

    NHS disclosure forms and old names, ack. Just best to go ahead and fill in, I guess :/

    Posted by Cel @ 09/01/2002 12:14 AM GMT

  • 08/22/2002: So….

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    08/22/2002 Archived Entry: “So….”

    Rough couple of days. Rough life, to be honest.

    I actually was getting better, the stress was reducing. Then I found out more bad news about my dad; no I have no desire to go into it. And it all went down the pan.

    Everything. You might notice it in yesterday’s entries. Well, actually the day before’s entries….

    Anyway. Amy with amazing generousity of spirit rang me – despite me being about as miserable as hell – and we chatted….and chatted…..and chatted….and chatted….and I smiled….and we chatted some more. And then noticed that more than 2 hours had passed….

    I like amy….even if she does drive a hard bargain.

    And I still desperately want to visit Norway. Well, Amy. At one point she almost agreed to letting me practice photography on her. Yeah, you all know I’m okay/average at landscape photography but I *suck* *royally* at photographing people. This is at least partially because I’m so slow to focus on moving objects (I’m not very keen on the Canon’s focusing system).

    Which always buggers up the photo, because people tense….and tense….and then it looks awful.

    Anyway, today was a bad day. I had to get away.

    Ended up watching Automan (abysmal but funny), Glam Metal Detectives (funny) and some of Explorers (didn’t follow this too much, was chatting and my stress related disorder appears to have come back….which meant I wasn’t gonna see that much of it).

    Oooh, and my neck just went Crunch-click.

    As did a bunch of my other joints.

    Anyway. Life’s shit, innit.

  • 08/22/2002: Quiz

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    08/22/2002 Archived Entry: “Quiz”

    You are 68% geek
    You are a geek. Good for you! Considering the endless complexity of the universe, as well as whatever discipline you happen to be most interested in, you’ll never be bored as long as you have a good book store, a net connection, and thousands of dollars worth of expensive equipment. Assuming you’re a technical geek, you’ll be able to afford it, too. If you’re not a technical geek, you’re geek enough to mate with a technical geek and thereby get the needed dough. Dating tip: Don’t date a geek of the same persuasion as you. You’ll constantly try to out-geek the other.

    Take the Polygeek Quiz at Thudfactor.com