Holiday
Yep its official I’m on 2 weeks holiday now and I’m living it up in Sunny Rowhedge (can you spot what’s wrong with that sentence? :) Actually in all fairness the weather has been doing its level best to be fine and so far I've actually had a lot of sun, of course its been so cold outside that there is no point in leaving the house without a fully protective set of clothes so any chance of UV exposure to all but the unprotected face is minimal, looks like I'll have to save the tanning for summer.
Very annoyed at Granny at the moment as I have finally learnt the full extent to which she has bungled, lied and denied the situation at hand. We had a discussion on the subject and she is so dillusional that its scary. Combined with what is practically the onset of senility (I had a circuitous conversation with her which repeated itself 7 times over yesterday) being talked to by her becomes an absurd and frankly sureal experience.
Our continued survival is guaranteed once more by the generosity of my Aunty Jan and her family. The fact that there is not a selfish bone in the woman's body makes my grandmother's assertion that she is "Just like the boys" and effectively 'always looking out for #1' appear all the more viperous and frankly disheartening.
My father is of the opinion that I ought instead commute to University so as to avoid staying in the flat with my grandmother for prolonged periods of time. However my dislike of commuting to London (dear god no!) and my love of being in the city (combined with my urgent medical need for high-speed internet access) means that I really don't want to consider this if I can stay sane in the same flat as Granny. Thankfully the conversation I had with my father really helped to clarify the situation and whereas before the gaps in my knowledge were filled with guff she waffled on about, I now have enough knowledge to honestly declare - She's full of sh*t and all that she says is similarly composed :D
***Operation Ignore Grandmother has commenced***
Wait I don't actually have to bother with that for a while yet as its Holiday :D Woo!
I was woken up early this morning and never really recovered. I am about as energetic as a narcoleptic sloth. I have a theory that since I woke up early but didn't do anything important or interesting the adrenelin which should have powered my frame for the daylight hours stalled and I simply ran in "Just woke up" mode. Even now at the pre-toddler-nap time of 7:30 I feel like the battle for control of my eyelids is being won by the Coallition of the Drowsy.
I just passed on all my minidisc gear to my sister. My old player, which is still über thin even for todays standards, and the use of all my MD's and Stero to record from. She got tired of lugging her CD player and CD's around college so she took me up on my offer. Of chief importance was probably the fact that I didn't take my stereo with me to Uni so she can use it at home to record CD tracks to MD.
Inside the player when I opened it up was a Red MD. I was guessing what was on it and in the end stuck it on and played it, would you believe it, it was the christmas mix MD from christmas 2001 when I picked up my iPod. Kevin the iPod had so thoroughly and speedily trounced my MD player that I hadn't even bothered to change my MD from when I first opened up Kevin's box.
Right I think I need some serious sleep but there's a great programme on Channel 4 in an hour or so called "The Dambusters" where they get some modern RAF to fly the dambuster raids in ultra-modern flight simulators to see if they can take the challange of low level precision flying and bombing in a Lancaster bomber. Hoorah for interesting TV :)
Later
John
Posted by John Swaine at April 7, 2003 06:44 PM