26th April 2002, 1024.
Sooo.
Yes, the bloke from the RAC (well an RAC Agent, you’d think that
given 6 hours they could have sorted out getting me an actual RAC
person…) appeared, only 20 minutes late (with an apology from him ‘cos
he could have been here on time but his boss didn’t give him the job
until 17:15. Given that he was at best 25 minutes away – according to
the AAs route planner – the fact he made it here in 35 minutes isn’t bad
at all – in rush hour – mind you he did go a twiddly backroads way.
Anyway, after a lot of work he managed to get the bike to run – he
also bled the oil pump and guess what – it sounded god awful. At idle
it’s not too bad – but as soon as you take it off idle you can hear what
was once a bearing grinding itself to pieces.
Still, I’m impressed with MZ’s, I mean 200 miles with basically no
oil – and they weren’t 200 nice easy miles they were 200 gruelling,
being thrashed witless miles where I was using maximum accleration every
time I went anywhere.
I fear looking inside the engine – he reckons the big-end-bearing has
gone. I’m praying it’s just the small end – because I can fix that –
I’ve done it before. I feel so s*dding stupid though. I feel so bl**dy
stupid. In my defence the reason I didn’t notice it was simply that I
was using the bike so intermeittently that I couldn’t ever remember what
state it was in when I last checked it – or when I’d filled it up. It
was only this week that I started to think that something was amiss –
and really by the time I realised it was too late.
Even if I had realised last on Tuesday when the very very very first
signs that something was amiss appeared (the Nippon Denso sparkplug
stopping working despite not looking *that* knackered. I would have
expected from the state of the plug that the bike’d be running a touch
slower than normal.
*sigh* And I guess, had I clicked, I’d’ve realised that the slight
drop in top speed wasn’t due to changing to a less-good-spark plug, but
due to something more serious.
*sigh*
Stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid.
Oh [insert swearword here as I berate myself in such a way that it
would quite defiantely not get through this companies filters]
Okay, I’m going to do some really scary stuff with the new site. I
hope. I think.
I have planstm. I even have a fairly good idea of
how it’s going to look. Okay, I’ll be honest, I know *exactly* how it’s
going to look. I even have a development page here.
Ha! You don’t think I’m going to let it out yet do you?! Nyaha. And
frankly, I don’t care if you all hate the new site. I like it. Well, I
do at the moment. I might change my mind. I might not.
Mwuahahahah.
Of course the thing is it won’t look anywhere near as impressive to
any of you as it will to me, because 99% of what I’ll have done will be
background stuff which you won’t even see. I mean. It’s a bit sad
really, isn’t it!
Still, it should make my life a touch easier. Less faffing – and less
mistakes – I mean, you can see, well, those of you who saw my diary
yesterday/day before will have seen numerous errors – tiredness meant
that the dates were wrong on the index page, at one point you got a 404
error for one of the entries….not good.
Ahh well.
So, moment of boredom and I’m following random links around
Livejournal. It’s funny how that’s caught on – on the one had the lazy
part of me quite likes the idea of someone else taking care of all the
work – and the other part of me – which likes having control doesn’t.
Not only that, but quite a lot of the stuff in here is very personal –
and I don’t want some company turning around and saying “and now
we own the copyright in everything you’ve written.
So…I found a T* biochemist….
while I was on my wanderings. Managed to completely screw up adding a
comment – so it’s appearing to be a reply to someone elses comment.
Never mind, so I’m a f***wit.
I wonder if that’ll get past the filters or if they have an asterisk
scanner.
Anyway, the reason I mention it is it’s them who I’ve nabbed this of:
Pick a band and answer using only that band’s lyrics.
0. Band:
Elastica
1. Are you Male or female?
you’re a strange girl
2. Describe yourself:
sometimes i just can’t function
my heart’s spaghetti junction
Or possibly:
keeping a brave face
in circumstances
is impossible
cannot describe
so many decisions
it’s impossible
to know which is
the proper order
the best position
to be in
take advantage
or so it seems
the way it goes
3. How do they feel about you?
you don’t care what they say
4. How do you feel about yourself?
just i think you’re faking
it’s just i think you’re faking
wanna know ’bout all the little things you sorted out
you know you’ve got a problem
5. Describe your girlfriend/boyfriend:
..a lover who loves me when others have loved me not
..is a big love, two spoons in a drawer, the master plan
..a lover who can love me slowly
..to make your heartbeat faster
6. What would you rather be doing?
i just can’t escape the feeling
that i’d rather be free wheeling
7. Describe where you live:
in the city
8. Describe how you love:
..is to love you everywhere and everyhow
..to kiss you until our lips are numb
..kiss you ’til everywhere hurts
9. Share a few words of wisdom:
i’d work very hard but i’m lazy
i can’t take the pressure and it’s starting to show
in my heart you know how it pains me
a life of leisure is no life you know
10 points and a biscuit to the first person to name which song they
all came from.
Chr*st, it’s pouring with rain…. hrm, some work to do…
So, continued mooching around the net. 4 Hours until I finish work
and it’s *cough*ing down with rain. Anyway, so, I’ve been trying to
scrounge a PC. I mean, that’d not be bad going really – it’s unlikely
that I’ll succeed, but still….
I had a quick go at angling for a printer too, but they’ve taken it
out to the van…
So, anyhoo, while mooching around I found yet another cartoon – the
advantage of cartoons is you can sit and read pages and pages of them
and then find that you’ve used up two or three hours. Also there’s lots
of them. And I don’t have to think too much. And we know I don’t like
thinking. Anyway, it keeps me slightly more cheerful….
So, anyway, here’s one I spotted…which I quite fancied having a
teeshirt of :-)
Aww, nuts.
The IT Support guy’s just wandered off with the PC I was angling for
(“If I take it away it’ll just get thrown away” “Well, I’ll have it
then”). Gah, some other sod’s pinched it – that’s not fair! Just ‘cos
I’m temping and he’s a permie. Grr….
I was quite keen on that as an idea. Having a PC….it would have
been equivalent to a bit of a payrise :-)
Waah? It just went back the other way with someone else?! I don’t
understand….grr…Ahh, right, yes. It’s gone. No fair, I asked
first….[pout]
Quick ‘nother test…
The Annoying B-List Celebrity Test
You’re utterly brilliant!
Oh wait, no, you’re not. You’re Timmy Mallett.
You achieved fame and success as the presenter of the shoestring
budget children’s morning show WACaday, which was an offshoot of equally
low-budget Saturday show The Wide Awake Club. The latter spawned such
successful names as Mike Myers and, um, Tommy Boyd, but it’s you that’s
become the legend. You.
Why? Because of your incredible, unmistakable naffness; you wore
bermuda shorts, loud shirts and the dodgy plastic novelty glasses that
were all the rage in the eighties; you actually released a cover version
of Itsy Bitsy Teeny Weeny Yellow Polka Dot Bikini; you had to change the
format of your show because it was leading kids to hit each other over
the heads with hammers. Oh wait, that last bit’s cool.
These days you’re a washed up has-been, but that doesn’t stop you
from trying. Bless.
You can tell the world that they mustn’t pause, mustn’t hesitate
otherwise you’ll get hit over the head like this or like this with the
following foam mallet of a graphic:
Which annoying
B-list celebrity are you?
Well, it wasn’t going to be a good answer was it?!
The thing with this cartoon is it’s very variable. I seem to go
through quite a few that I just don’t find funny – and then suddenly
find one which makes me laugh. Ahh well….
Yeah, so, I think I’ve found a look that I like….
Using Windows paint to create these images is, shall we say, not
ideal.
Anyway, yes, it’s always a look I’ve quite fancied, but being of
asian decent means that the goth look doesn’t work so well – you really
need very pale skin to pull it off – which is rather a shame really…
I wonder if it says something worrying about me that I tend to
identify with/wish to be like characters who tend to be somewhat on the
evil side….
—
Kate E
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