Sunday 30 March 2003

Back Pain

Woke up yesterday in terrible pain, God knows what I’ve done, but my back is killing me! I can’t think of a time I’ve strained myself picking anything up last week, and I have no idea what could’ve brought it on at all 🙁 It still hurts like crazy today, hardly slept a wink 🙁 Couldn’t sleep on my back at all, only seems to stop hurting when I’m either on my side or propped up on 4 pillows lol.

The clocks went forward last night, so lost an hour sleep, which I probably wouldn’t’ve noticed anyway. *sigh*

Had to go out yesterday to Crawley to get a present and a card for Mother’s Day which is today!

I got my mum a book on astronomy called Sky Watching, and Dan got her a 3-piece astronomy pack with a star chart, mini-guide and a planisphere. So now when my mum is in Portugal she can tell what stars she’s looking at through her telescope (that she got for her 50th birthday). She was very pleased with both gifts 🙂

Saturday 29 March 2003

*yawn*

Another long week over. Hooray!

Em and I had a good talk last night, about how I’ve spent so much money on her, and how she feels like should should repay me but can’t. I have never expected to be repaid, and never wanted to be either. I spend money on Em because she deserves being treated well, and I know it hasn’t been easy for her. I know it’s hard… one minute being treated like shit, the next being treated like a queen. Em is an amazing young woman, and I love her to bits! 🙂 The bestest friend you could ever wish for 🙂

Tuesday 25 March 2003

Iraq

This has been around a while now, but it’s still funny:

Sing to the tune of “If You’re Happy And You Know It, Clap Your Hands”

If you cannot find Osama, bomb Iraq.

If the markets are a drama, bomb Iraq.

If the terrorists are frisky,

Pakistan is looking shifty,

North Korea is too risky,

Bomb Iraq.

If we have no allies with us, bomb Iraq.

If we think someone has dissed us, bomb Iraq.

So to hell with the inspections,

Let’s look tough for the elections,

Close your mind and take directions,

Bomb Iraq.

It’s “pre-emptive non-aggression”, bomb Iraq.

Let’s prevent this mass destruction, bomb Iraq.

They’ve got weapons we can’t see,

And that’s good enough for me

‘Cos it’s all the proof I need

Bomb Iraq.

If you never were elected, bomb Iraq.

If your mood is quite dejected, bomb Iraq.

If you think Saddam’s gone mad,

With the weapons that he had,

(And he tried to kill your dad),

Bomb Iraq.

If your corporate fraud is growin’, bomb Iraq.

If your ties to it are showin’, bomb Iraq.

If your politics are sleazy,

And hiding that ain’t easy,

And your manhood’s getting queasy,

Bomb Iraq.

Fall in line and follow orders, bomb Iraq.

For our might knows not our borders, bomb Iraq.

Disagree? We’ll call it treason,

Let’s make war not love this season,

Even if we have no reason,

Bomb Iraq.

MCP

I got my MCP welcome kit yesterday, containing my certificate, label pin and membership card 😀 It was lucky it did actually get to me, there were 3 errors in my address! LOL.

Last night I tried to log onto the MCP secured site, but they required a password given in a welcome email… WHAT EMAIL?? I tried using the “Forgot details” button, and entered the details I assumed should work, but of course they didn’t.

So today I had to ring up Microsoft and the guy I spoke to helped me through the sign-up process, and eventually I got logged in ok. Now I have access to the logos, and some other information about my qualification.

I have to work out where on my website I can place the logo now, my index page is a bit short of space. I was thinking about moving the Guestbook link over to one of the sides under the other links… but then what goes on the other side? Maybe a link to www.dalnetsingles.net? Then I could fit the MCP logo in where the guestbook image is now. I’ll probably fiddle around with it tonight, if I remember (and can be arsed!)

Sunday 23 March 2003

War Update

Ugh, bloody Americans. They shot down one of our fighters with a fucking Patriot! Are they completely incompetent? Can they not tell the difference between one of our planes and a scud missile?

So far we have lost more men through friendly fire and accidents than any other side in conflict. It’s pathetic really.

Makes you so mad.

In other news, my parents and I went up to the Purley Way in Croydon looking for a new stand to put the VCR, Sky DigiBox, Plasma screen tuner, Sony cinema sound system and DVD player on. It’s turning out to be an impossible task.

There is so much bloody tat out there. We’ll probably end up having to build one to spec, as nothing even comes close to what we’re after. We went to four stores, nothing once caught my eye. All crap. *sigh*

Friday 21 March 2003

TGIF!

Woo, it’s Friday! It’s the weekend baby!!

Em went to take her G2 driving test today, I hope she’s passed. She should do, she is a fantastic driver. I felt so safe with her when I was there for two weeks 🙂 I know Em was really nervous but I did my best to boost her confidence in her own abilities. 🙂 GOOD LUCK HUN!!

My brother should be coming home from Uni tomorrow, I haven’t seen him since the end of January. It’ll be nice to see him again, maybe we can get some LAN games going 🙂 It’s so boring playing computer games by yourself!

Watching the footage on the news about the war… it’s quite staggering. The amount of explosions and flashes of light knocking out the cameras for a second in the dark. Pretty amazing. I’m going to try to keep as up to date as possible with this war after missing almost all of the Gulf War back in ’91.

Being in boarding school back then made it very hard to keep up with anything going on in the outside world. We had hardly any access to TV, although we did get newspapers – but everything was a day out of date by then! What about the internet? What internet? There was no world wide web back then… well there was, but it only had a handful of sites considering TBL had only invented it in 1989-1990!

Before the bombing started, I was against the war – not serious enough about it to protest against it… but I felt that giving the Iraqis time to disarm would probably have been the best route to take. But now the war is started, I am behind my country. I am hoping that British losses will not be too great… we lost 8 Royal Marines today, which was a bit of a shock. They weren’t even in combat at the time… which is the worst bit. Like Klingons, they should’ve died fighting with honour, but they died in a helicopter crash. Doesn’t seem right somehow :/

My thoughts are with the Iraqi civilians right now. With the pounding that Baghdad is getting tonight, there’s bound to be casualties. I hope they aren’t too great, I have absolutely nothing against the Iraqi people. They are an opressed nation, and deserve freedom. They don’t deserve to die in crossfire or by American bombs.

After all that, I think we deserve some humour, so here is a song: Let’s Bomb Iraq.

Thursday 20 March 2003

Busy Busy

Today was a bit manic, loads of things to do. Worked on the websites a bit – had to add a new member to one of them, haven’t done that in so long I had forgotten how many pages needed updating! LOL.

A guy turned up today to finish setting up the new video conferencing equipment we’re trialling. It’s a big camera unit that sits on top of a TV, plugged into an ISDN line. I had to help him carry a massive Sony TV upstairs into the boardroom… and in the process took a big chunk out of the skin on my thumb on the metal door frame… OUCH.

That really hurt, and it bled a bit. Got myself a plaster from the first aid kit and was right as rain 🙂 Hurt a bit more during the day as I tried to bend my thumb to hold onto things, but not too much… it sucks hurting your thumb, you forget how reliant on them you are.

Had some other little bits and pieces to do, nothing really exciting though.

Got home… had dinner, and put some boxes away in the loft that were hanging around the hallway and landing. While I was up there I tidied some of the junk over the top of my parents’ bedroom up, so there’s a little bit more room there now… everything’s not so spread around. 🙂

That’s my good deed for the day.

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