01/05/02, 12:25
C4’s Gay-o-meter reports that I am 56% gay. “Very open minded between the sheets and just as balanced when out on the streets”. Apparently.
It seems to be that time of the month where I get cranky and have to resist stabbing everyone to death. Which is hard because absolutely everything seems like provocation at the moment. Perhaps anger is an appropriate emotion to describe me.
Must remember to fix the 26th and the 29th entry.
I know that I have – particularly at the moment – somewhat of a short fuse. And at points I have to struggle to keep my temper under control. I know what I can do if I lose it – so I don’t.
*sigh*
So anyway – I suppose it’s good that I’m fairly aware of this. It doesn’t stop other people driving me spare.
Does anyone out there fancy doing a review of a prototype website for me? Thing is – while I was at uni I used to get James’ opinion on sites (I’d link to his homepage but he last updated that about the same time as I left Eastbury). This worked quite well – at least as far as I was concerned – he’d say “okay, this is good, and this is good, and this is nice, but this sucks, and I’d do this like this and this like this. Maybe make this bigger? Oh and this doesn’t work”
This allowed me to know at least what he thought was good/bad/neither in my many sites. Now webdesign has moved on a lot since then – and those early sites look incredibly ropey now :-)
Anyway, my problem now is that no-one offers me that kind of critique of the stuff I do. I either get people who just say “yes, it’s fantastic” – or I get people saying “I don’t like it”. I never get “I like it but” anymore. I’m all for constructive criticism, but when you never get a positive remark (a real one, not just an “it’s lovely”) it’s completely disheartning.
I have enough self confidence issues as it is.
[I have to wonder if anyone else in this company goes to the loo – I know there’s only one loo in the office, but only twice in 8 days has there been anyone else in there!]
At one point I got so bored of it I considered pulling all my websites. Well. That mostly amounts to this one and the 194 sites, since the pretentious gallery site was taken down due to making me look like a complete tosser.
So anyway. If anyone who doesn’t just hate the style of my websites fancies having a quick lookover a development site for me, I’d be very grateful.
On a totally different topic I went out to the Mog this morning and discovered a flat battery. Unfortunately, Halogen headlamps, the heater, a dynamo and traffic jams do not mix.
And so I discovered why the Mog didn’t come back with it’s starting handle. The repairs to my front bumper required a strengthening piece in the centre. This blocks off the ‘ole where the starting handle would go. Fortunately starting it off the spare battery in the house worked – ‘cos I really didn’t fancy doing the mixture on the bike at 8 in the morning.
Which lead me to thinking about getting the alternator….and obviously everything else I fancy for the mog….
I can’t afford it right now, well, lets be fair: £871 just on “tweaks” is a little bit much!
That breakdown did have one nice effect – something that’s put me in a good mood for the day. Well, I’m still in a good mood. Despite me repeated telling him not to, Martin sent me a book for my birthday :-)
So, despite feeling slightly embaressed and feeling slightly guilty I also am smiling loads – so, a big Thank you to Martin, my AFP fiancee….even if his link to my site is broken….
15:21
So, the clock on my iPAQ is about 12 hours out. Never mind.
In my boredom, as usually happens I started trecking around the ‘net looking
for diary entries to read. Then I remembered the Army of Kittens website – and how it had arrested a previous fit of boredom (I feel this comes off aj unfairly negative actually – I really like the current itteration of that site). So, off I went. Then a moments interest has hopefully saved me shedloads of work.
Which is handy because my computer time is fairly limited at the moment – what with the only computer of mine actually on the network (i.e. this one) being Monitor/Keyboard/Mouseless (yup, it really is being a server) – the other two being in one case, in bits (RiscPC) and both being a long way away from a network connection. We need more space.
I’ve probably upset everyone with this entry. It’s a while since I’ve done that. I should probably make a point of not doing diary entries when I’m so moody….
In other news – I got the radio-cassette working in the mog; one of the speakers was indeed knackered.
16:14
It’s funny. I don’t feel so bad the rest of the month, but right now my brain is doing its upmost to kick me while I’m down.
The self-hatred used to be very directed – I hated myself – I felt like a liar, cheat and a fraud. But most of it was directed at my body. No, I’m not going to talk about the self harm.
For a long time I didn’t consider it self harm. It’s only looking back I can see it for what it was.
I digress. These days, the self loathing is much more directed at failings in me. [That’s right, sit and smile at your temporary colleagues]. Hatred of my self. I know it’s not there throughout the month. That doesn’t help. Not at the moment. [smile and laugh]. Right now? My brain is back on the find something you’re good at problem. This being a problem because I’ve still not found anything I’m good at.
Nothing that involves thought or creativity anyway. I get very jealous of people with talent/s. Writing, programming, drawing, music. Anything really – just because there is nothing at which I excel. I meander through life being mediocre. Part of that is obviously my fear of trying – I’ve failed so often before that these days I’m scared to try.
Why haven’t I re-written this site using jsp? Because I’m scared of fucking it up. Because I already feel stupid e-fucking-nough without screwing up something else. Why is it I ask questions about cooking when I managed to cook perfectly fucking well for three years? Why is it that despite being involved in setting up a studio I’ve barely touched the software? Why the FUCK. [smile, damnit, smile for your audience].
[breathe. calm down]
I promised myself that I wouldn’t let my fears of failure stop me anymore. Well, there’s a suprise – another broken promise.
One part of my brain is screaming STOP. I don’t know if this is something which with enough thought I can defeat, if it’s something I can “get through”. Or is it like ts-ism, something I can think myself into oblivion with? Something that no matter how much I think about it it doesn’t get any better. I’d like to think I was more in control of it now. But I’ve always been able to put it all away, out of site, with only a few seconds notice.
16:58
During my ‘saner’ moments I sometimes wonder why I hate myself so much. I think the thing that gets to me the most is my own mediority.
I have this desperate need to be good at something. It’s not actually the things I’m bad at that get to me, I can kind of accept that. Although being bad at expressing myself does bug me. You’d think I’d be better at it by now. It’s the things that I’m okay at. The things I can do, but not particularly well.
And that’s nearly everything.
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Kate E
Comments:
amy at Thu May 2 15:51:55 2002 said:
Does anyone out there fancy doing a review of a prototype website for me?
memememememememememeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! pick me! over her! meee! mememe!
Martin Wisse at Mon May 6 00:06:54 2002 said:
“….even if his link to my site is broken….”
Your wish is my command. Fixed.
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