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That should be an on-line diary, of course!
I was reading yesterday
Well, that's not a surprise, is it?! Not, I was reading yesterday a piece in some paper or another (possibly in
The Observer) that blogging was a strange thing, and that the author didn't know why people wanted to write an in-line diary. The implication was that it was OK to provide a series of on-line links, but not OK to publicise one's thoughts.
So, I was thinking about this. I have no illusions that vast numbers of people read this blog, and that kind-of isn't the point. If I write it for anyone it's for me, and it's all very well to say that paper and pen were good enough for many people, but we aren't in that world any more, and I find it easier (and quicker) to do this on a computer. Plus, I don't have to lug a diary around with me all the time, but just have access to a computer. As for saying things one shouldn't about people, well, maybe that's just good discipline, and teaches one not to bitch and gossip. Oh. I think I may have failed on that one. Never mind!
Why is it...
that whenever I say that a footballer is playing like a tit and should be substituted, they go and do something good. I'm sorry, Frank Lampard, if you are reading this, but you really weren't very good in the first half. However, you were robbed of the disallowed goal, which, of course came after I said that you were a tit and shold be substituted for Emile Heskey. Which comment alone might reveal my footballing judgment.
I like Ian Wright giving his views though, as he isn't overwhelmingly negative.
I do not like public speaking
Which makes it strange that Boss From Hell (or "bfh" if you prefer) has dumped me into doing a 5 minute stint next Monday. Not only does he not understand why I should be more than a little miffed that he didn't bother to ask before putting my name forward, but he didn't quite understand why I was so het up when he told me (less than two weeks beforehand) that I was supposed to be putting forward a synopsis of what I was going to say. He looked a little put out when I said "no".
But then I felt a little more moderate and did it anyway. Not that any other bugger has done theirs. Chiz.
I have finished
Dune now. Hmmmm. I don't think I'll be reading it again in a hurry. On to
Cold Comfort Farm
Hello!
Birds, hello trees!! I don't know why I have the urge to come over all Fotherington-Thomas. I'm trying out being a gurl. But I'm not quite sure that I like it.
Spent all day in the office for a change. Which is nice, but quite pressurising as, when you've been in the team the longest (like wot I have) people come and ask you questions. Come on, guys, what makes you think I know
anything about the law. I'm only good at putting on a reasonable show of erudition. I find the nod and smile, accompanied by the occasional "ummm" works a treat here.
We had a team meeting this afternoon. The aim, well one of them, was to discuss a staff survey in which the staff (us) had displayed a considerable amount of reservation about the ability of management (them) to manage. Instead of accepting that, if 34% of people think that the place is badly managed that's something which they ought to be addressing, they give the problem right back to us. So not only do we have to identify the problem, but we have to solve the damn thing. I think that this may be symptomatic.
I am
still reading
Dune. But am enjoying it. Despite the fact that it is strange, and, I think, not the best sci fi ever written. Apologies if anyone reading this disagrees, but there you go; it's my blog, and I'll give my views if I want to.
Happy anniversary to us, happy anniversary to us...
One year today. The weather is slightly better this year than last, but have had a great day. Ate too much Chinese buffet though. And small chocolates which, however full you are, don't really count as food, and you can therefore find a small corner for them. Or not, as it invariably turns out.
Gaaah
Tired, tired, tired, tired, tired
I don't like committee meeting which last until late, and then I get a late train and then I get home late, and then I have stuff to do so that makes me go to bed really late for a school night. It makes me tired. Grrrrrrrrr.
I have to write my "job holder's assessment of the year" today for my annual appraisal. I think it will allude somewhere to the fact that I should be appraised upwards because my boss is so unsupportive that I have been largely on my own for a year!
The Grapes of Wrath - Part Two
Well, this was another book that I have had on my shelves for some time, and have never read. Largely because it seemed a little depressing, and I don't usually voluntarily read depressing books. But I did enjoy it, and that in itself is perhaps making this exercise worthwhile.
I also read yesterday (it's a very short book!)
The Alchemist by Paulo Coelho (had to look up spelling on Google - bad me!). What a lovely, lovely book. I really, really, really recommend it. It's great.
Today I move on to
Dune
The Grapes of Wrath
Is a slow read, but enjoyable. I haven't finished yet, so this is merely an interim assessment.
Holidays
With a mind always questingly fixed on the future, I have turned my ideas to where we might go on holiday next year. Not that we have had this year's holiday, y'understand, but I like to have the future mapped out.
I have been looking at
Explore Worldwide's website. They have some really fabby holidays. I'd really quite like to go to the Galapagos Islands. Now the real problem with this tho is that hubby may not appreciate the fact that (a) some walking may be involved, and (b) the accommodation is not luxury. I'm hoping to convert him into going on one of their holidays tho; I went on the Agean Island hike combined with the caique cruise a few years ago, and it was one of the best holidays ever. Not least because there's no problem if you go on your own, and they'll actually tell you if the week you want to go is full of couples so that you can book a later/earlier week. Not that I would
now want to go without hubby. But I did then. Cos I didn't know him.
But I guess that I should concentrate on this year first. Hmmmm
Ineffectual
I am feeling ineffectual today. Largely because I am having a rare day in the office, and therefore don't feel able to actually get down to it and do any work. And now, of course, that I have my own room, no-one will notice if I don't!!
I am a gurl
Now, I pride myself on usually being able to withstand most surprising events, but when a spider descended to within an inch of my face whilst I was in the shower, I am afraid that I panicked. I let out a large screech, and ran out of the shower, unfortunately pulling back a chunk of my fingernail whilst doing so (which hurt. A lot.). Hubby was in the bedroom at the time, and clearly thought that I had been murdered. He was not impressed that the gibbering wreck formerly known as his wife merely sobbed and requested him forceably to remove the spider. However, must say not helpful to ask why I didn't simply back away from the spider; I was in the
shower. It's small in there.
Anyway, I am a gurl. Hello birds, hello trees.
Chiz
