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Take that, Little Johnny! (Unless he notices that this scheme may result in actual CV-worthy experience and disqualifies it on that grounds.)
Why so many New Age advocates exhibit the reasoning skills of cheese. Not you, of course. (courtesy
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vatine, in my previous
post)What to do and what not to do for the chronically ill (courtesy
juliann).
This week has been bloody insane. I'm way backed up on my LJ reading, even missing large chunks of the abbreviated abbreviated view. If you have important news you wanted me to know and you were assuming LJ was a reliable transmission system, please comment below or email me (dgerard at gmail dot com).
Sunday evening: cavalorn and lucybond
came over, pissed as newly married things, regaled us with tales of their
weekend and played with sweet_ayame. Photos by arkady: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7.
Monday: Arkady's grandfather's funeral. I got to meet the family. Indeed.
Tuesday: Dole day. This would have been more enjoyable had my claim been processed yet. I spent about an hour attempting to prod the
bureacracy into action. olethros swung through
town and popped over to visit redcountess, which was very
nice.
Wednesday: A nice lady from the council came around to assess our housing benefit claim. Then I went to fetch Liz's pills and do some shopping and got caught in the rain, so I hid out in the library for a happy few hours rereading Going Postal while the thunderstorm rained on the glass roof. I recommend this.
In the evening, hawkeviper came over from France and took
Arkady and I out to the Dev. The music was goth rather than bad nu-metal,
so the crowd was a lot smaller. Feh! The b*st*rd gave me root on the server
too. So I can fix stuff while he's on holiday in England. ARGH.
Thursday: Doctor and blood test for Liz. Today was Arkady's and
my second anniversary. It was on the 28th April, 2003 that we happened to
fall on each other's faces and realise "hmm, this is a good idea."
Only a few months after everyone else in London netgothdom had spotted it.
Liz still being unwell, Arkady came over to our place and we had a lovely
evening of cuddles and champagne (cheers to latexiron!).
Today a couple of people suggested I run for the board of a nonprofit that runs a very popular website, gets a great deal of media attention and has a budget of several hundred thousand dollars a year. This is insanely tempting for all sorts of reasons. Even having done the nonprofit thing before and understanding just how even a very small one will take 36 out of any 24 hours if you try to get anything done, because you have to be the one actually turning the crank to make the world go around.
Friday: I was woken at 9:30am by a call from the efficient and helpful British civil servant working for the Department of Work and Pensions, this role being filled for the moment by the manager of the local Jobcentre Plus. It appears I pressed the right buttons on Tuesday, my claim has gone through and I am now clawing back some of my National Insurance contributions. Starting with a counter cheque for four weeks' worth. Paperwork to arrive Saturday or Tuesday.
Arkady and I went into town and visited Lush, hurt our feet walking in crap boots, went to the Apple Store in Regent Street to enter the competition or at least grab some Apple tat (stickers, caps, a vial of Steve Jobs' urine) for Liz, saw the non-moving queue going literally halfway around the block and balked, and retired to Coffee, Cake and Kink. Who are installing wifi soon (free for customers, £5/year to register your MAC address on their network). My legs feel like I walked several miles today, because I did.
I am now an admin on Uncyclopedia. My plan is to get sysop on every MediaWiki installation in the world.