Bang, bang

April 9, 2008 at 9:38 am (Uncategorized) (, , , )

Is there anything worse than office renovations? Yes? Liar! There simply can’t be.

I certainly can’t understand how anyone would be ok with strange men traipsing up and down singing tunelessly (why the singing? why the singing!). Dust everywhere – in your clothes, on your desk, on your sleeves, in your hair, nose and eyes. . .

I know that it’s going to look great when it’s all done but I can’t stand it right now. The noise, the dust (and resulting hayfever/coughing) and the people all around. It’s just too much.

I think I need a holiday.

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Back to business

April 3, 2008 at 2:39 pm (Uncategorized)

So I’ve been gone for a while. I thought I’d be writing more often when I was subbing but it was the opposite – almost no writing on this side!  Anyway. . . I’m back to writing now so hopefully will be posting more often again.

In the time I was gone Mugabe may have been toppled, I became engaged, people fell for April Fool jokes, men became pregnant and it’s starting to get darker earlier which means winter will be here soon.

Nothing unusual then.

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Simply sick

February 26, 2008 at 9:12 am (Uncategorized) (, , , )

I hate being ill. The only thing worse than being ill is having to care for someone who is (hey, it doesn’t mean I don’t love ya, ok).

I’ve been dealing with a stuffy snotty nose and am only now starting to recover. It’s one of the reasons I haven’t blogged for so long. Anyway.

What with tissues permanently stuck to my nose I had the obvious, ‘are you taking anything’ question. I eventually took it but when I initially said no people could not believe it.

Perhaps I should make clear: I don’t like doctors. I don’t like medication. I especially don’t like both when I am feeling sick.

I think we depend on medication too much when we have something simple like a sniffle. For serious conditions, sure, then meds are fine. But really, do you need to pay R300 to be given Panados and told to go sleep?

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Name thyself

February 11, 2008 at 11:24 am (Uncategorized) (, , )

I’ve been pretty quiet this week, I know. Sorry about that – I find myself busier and busier these days and when I do get time to blog I’m so annoyed by the spam that I log off. Childish, I know, but I reserve the right to be. I’m still a kid at the tender age of 25 ok!

Anyway, now I’m back and as usual I have something to bitch about. I’m trying to figure out how to respond to someone who has invited me to a party. I say someone not to preserve the privacy of the person. No, dear reader, I say someone because I don’t know who the person is.

To date I’ve received three smses, one mailed invitation and two emails from Person Who Is Not Named.

In the smses there’s simply no name. In the emails it’s signed by The Organiser. And the email address is a gmail address with the name and type of party to which I’m being invited; no person, no way of knowing who it is.

Now for some reason I am extremely ticked off by this. Isn’t it basic courtesy to identify yourself when you’re communicating with someone – doesn’t matter in which form?

Or am I getting on my high horse for nothing? Is this new quirky form of communicating the in thing, the hip thing? Well if it is call me prudish and stuck in the old ways.

I like knowing who I’m talking to. I like knowing who is talking to me. Even if you’re a blogger using a pseudonymn at least I’ll have some idea of who you are.

But no, Person Who Is Not Named doesn’t realise this. Worst of all is this person clearly doesn’t know me from a bar of soap but is organising the party for someone else whom I do know.

It’s annoyed me so much I don’t want to go (actually, I’m not being totally honest but more of that later. . .).

My instinct was to fire off a snippy response pointing out how absolutely fucking rude it is to send emails without your name to someone you don’t know. But that might offend the person who I actually do know and for whom the party is being held.

Shit, I hate this politeness thing sometimes.

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February 5, 2008 at 8:47 am (Uncategorized)

This spam thing is driving me nuts. To the point where I don’t even want to write any longer. Every time I log in and see it I have to spend some time deleting and then forget what I want to write.

Is anyone having a huge problem with spam? *grits teeth*

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Hooray for Eskom!

January 31, 2008 at 1:18 pm (electricity crisis, Uncategorized) (, , )

Eskom-bashing seems to be SA’s national sport these days but I think our collective pessism stops us from seeing the bigger picture.

Let’s see the light (whether it’s by candlelight or not) and say a little thanks to those incompetents who earn so much money. There are several reasons why we should appreciate the current crisis. Current, geddit?

    • Now we’re forced to do something about energy conservation and do our bit for the environment. We’re now seriously looking to alternative energy sources and consumers are wising up to the fact that our resources are limited and if we don’t do something about it we’re screwed. Those who are used to saying “If I can pay for electricity then I’ll use it” now have to face up to the fact that you can’t pay for something that doesn’t exist.
    • It’s united South Africans as much as winning the Rugby World Cup did. Who’d have thought that would happen in the space of two years? Doesn’t matter who you are and where you come from – everyone is having a jolly old time bitching about Erwin and co.
    • It’s increased communication. Although I’m the greatest proponent of technology sometimes a little quiet time sitting around a candle just having a chat is the best thing to do. When last did you really speak to your parents/siblings/friends/etc (and chats on Google Chat, MSN, Facebook and the like simply don’t count)?
    • People have to walk around because their cars are a) locked behind electric gates (b) there’s no petrol because the pumps are down (c) you can’t face the traffic because of outages. . . etc, etc. So that’s exercise and appreciating the things around you. Ok, if it’s safe, that is.
    • People are learning to play games that don’t require a screen, mouse, console or TV. Isn’t that great – Scrabble anyone?
    • Writing a letter by hand is so outdated it’s novel when you do it now. Try it, you’ll see.
    • Candlelight is very romantic. Enough said.

        These are just some of the things I could think of. Can you think of more? Come on, lighten up, will ya.

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        The sound of silence

        January 29, 2008 at 9:10 am (Uncategorized) (, , )

        I was half watching TV last night and for some reason watched a few of the ads in between TV shows. One was about hair dye, the other about anti-wrinkle cream and some kind of collagen thing.

        I assume they think only women watch these shows because not a single ad dealt with men ageing. Am I the only one who is bothered by this?

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        January 25, 2008 at 8:58 am (Uncategorized) (, , )

        Can you believe these people? They want to protest outside any memorial service for Heath Ledger because he portrayed the role of a gay man in Brokeback Mountain.

        I swear, organised religion is the work of the devil …

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        The wheels go around

        January 23, 2008 at 1:59 pm (Uncategorized) (, , )

        I like people on bikes. Actually, wait, I don’t. These menaces on the road are second only to drunk drivers. Not even cellphone-wielding motorists infuriate me as much as people on bikes – motorbike and BMX types – are dangerous.

        I know I shouldn’t generalise but I have never had a person on a bike drive next to or in front of me without doing something that puts his (and it’s always been a he) life in danger.

        I’ve always felt sorry for people on bikes because motorists always seemed so mean. But now I know why people in cars are like that – people on bikes simply don’t give a damn for the rules of the road.

        They cut in, driving between cars without indicating where they’re going, then become angry when you try to point out what they did wrong. They speed and weave between vehicles so you never know when overtaking whether you’re going to hit them or not. And they put their hands on cars without regard for whether the driver feels comfortable with them being so close to the car.

        In short, they’re hazardous and I am starting to fear them – they’re simply too much for me.

        I’m sure there are people who are not like that. Sadly I wished they were the ones who came my way. Maybe then I wouldn’t dislike the ones I see now so much.

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        Catch your breath

        January 11, 2008 at 3:41 pm (Uncategorized)

        Oh my soul – this has been an impossibly busy week.

        I’ve barely had time to eat much less post but here I am twiddling my thumbs, wondering what to do next. I have to got to learn this pace yourself thing.

        Anyway, it’s been lots of fun subbing. Oh, I may have forgotten to mention that. I’m not writing for the next three months. I’m doing a bit of comma killing and so far it’s fun. It certainly appeals to a certain OCD side of my personality.

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