12:30? Wake up time
Ahh.. That lovely feeling of sleeping for outrageous amounts of time. Yesterday I had no such luck in this department but this morning my mother decided that 12 hours was a more ample sleeping tally and turfed me out of bed in the afternoon. However my dreams of engaging in some serious slobbing were shattered by the less-than-ceremonial presentation of sanding paper and my sister's graphics project to me by my mother. I sat and sanded off the acrylic paintjob she was unhappy with. In fairness my own toil on the MDF monolith was insignificant in comparison to mum's herculian effort to sand off virtually all of the offending green acrylic.
I managed to get off the last of the paint and then was treated to a minscule spot of window cleaning, one to be precise. In fact I only did 1 side of 1 window as my mother did the others (or more likely had done them before I woke up). I got off doing very little if you look at it :)
I just wrote mum's CV for her. Once again it consisted of some fairly standard Appleworks manipulation followed by a manic wrestling match with the printer ( an Epson Photobitch 1200). I swear there were a bunch of rednecks who were close to grabbing their "John 3:16" placards and beer-hats and hopping in the pick-up trucks to come and watch the spectacle, such was my prowess and the undoubted appeal of the wrasslin' on show. At the end I had won but wondered why the f*** we had taken the Photofucker 1200 when we could have had the C40 - wonderous speed printer which never fails and prints beautifully with no fuss (the Epson C40 currently sits in Hong Kong, unused). It would be nice to print without having to first taunt my peripherals about the copious amounts of 'whoopass can opening' which was to be forthcoming and smear myself in baby oil.
It is only tuesday and I am seriously missing my computer. When I have completely digested the entirity of The Times I find myself actually going outside and kicking a football around. I seriously need my comp.. and my broadband :D
I might try and 'boost to the ranch' with my mates soon but I have to take into account their relative working days and also what the hell Granny is up to. Man it sucks :)
Well I'm going to check my email.... In a web-browser (The horror!! The horror!!)
Later
John
Posted by John Swaine at April 8, 2003 09:26 PM