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EVIL!! [03 Jul 2008|12:53am]
[ mood | there be evil ]

Evil,

evil,

EVIL

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drama [29 May 2008|12:03pm]
[ mood | annoyed ]

So living in the country is lovely. Except when you have neighbours who hate you, and you don't have CCTV installed (yet) to catch vandals in the act of property destruction.

Last night I'm coming home when it's dark, and I pull up to our gate. One of the doors is lying down on the ground. I'm like, uh, ok. I get out to look, thinking maybe it was so incredibly windy that a door blew down. This is unlikely, as the doors are fairly heavy (too heavy for me to carry), and when I had a look, I did not see anything that would indicate the door fell down on its own. So my next line of thinking is someone (or many someones) actually LIFTED the door off its hinges and put it on the ground. I cannot think of any other way it would have been removed from its hinges.

This is not the first time we have suffered property damage in a suspicious way.
1. A sundial went missing from our back garden last year. Who would take a sundial? Neighbours who hate us would, that's who.
2. When we had another car parked in the front, it mysteriously got keyed 4 times along the passenger side. Deep gouges too, down to the metal.
3. Our tax disc went missing. A tax disc is not of any benefit to anyone other than the owner of the car the disc is linked to. The disc is evidence that you've paid your yearly road tax, that is all. It's unique to the car, and cannot be transferred to or used for another car. The tax disc is in the front passenger side on the dash. This side faces away from our house, and can't be easily seen if someone is standing and watching in the back garden. We rarely left our car unlocked, and since it went missing we never do.
4. Two of our tires were punctured. At home. Parked on our property. Safely (?) inside our fence. The tires were both on the passenger side, the side that is not visible from the house or the back garden. Punctured in the same place on both tyres, right near the ground. So it's not like we ran over something sharp and it randomly punctured the tyres. Oh and the tyres were fine when we parked the car.
5. A piece of door trim went missing from the front passenger side door. Yes the same side that can't be seen from the house.

Our neighbours hate us, and are crazy. They hate us because we own a piece of property which borders on their driveway, and they want us to move our fence to give them wider access to their driveway. Ren doesn't want to do it, because he doesn't want them to think they have more property than they do, and he doesn't want to inadvertently give away property, however small it may be. Also, this piece of property used to belong to them, and they sold it to the previous owner of our house when they needed money. So we got it when Ren bought the house. So it's ours, not theirs, but boy you'd think otherwise.

They also do not like when we have fires in the back garden, in the piece of property which they used to own, which is now ours. Oh boy don't they like it. In fact, most of the damage that I've described above has happened almost immediately after we've had a fire.

They have also contacted the council, who in turn has sent us a letter telling us that our neighbours have complained about our "nuisance" fires and if this continues they will investigate (we of course are like, yeah, investigate, and you'll see we are doing everything we are allowed to do).

And they've had their lawyer send us a letter threatening us with legal action if we continue to harass this poor, old, retired couple who have never done us any harm, and we are constantly coming on to their property and harassing and intimidating them. This is a compete lie. I personally have been on their property exactly once, at her insistence, when she was doing quite a bit of harassing and intimidating me. She and her daughter, on the other hand, have been VERY intimidating, threatening and harassing to us, on our property, pushing their way into the fence when the door was propped shut, as if they own the property and it's theirs to do whatever they want on.

And finally they have contacted the trust which owns the piece of property we both have to drive over to get access to our respective properties. This bit of land is not owned by either of us; we both pay a yearly fee to have access to our properties. This should mean that it is not their business what happens on that bit of land (within reason; obviously if someone is being harmed or something that would be a different matter). For example, if we happen to leave our fence gate doors open for a half hour or so, it is not their business, as it does not impact them in the slightest (the doors do not block access to their driveway). Nor should it matter to them if we have visitors park on that property, as long as the cars do not block access to their driveway or access to the turning space. But they have written to the trust and complained that we are doing all of these things (blocking access to their land, blocking access to the turning space), which we are not doing. Perhaps we have had visitors park on the communal (trust-owned) property, but it has in no way blocked or impeded access to either their land or the turning space. However, they have often done both: blocked access to our property, and blocked access to turning space, either with delivery vans, visitors, or deliveries of building materials.

I've started documenting when all of these things happen. In fact, this entry is mainly to document all activities up to this point in time. I'm calling our locksmith to come out and look at installing a CCTV system, because I want to catch whoever is doing all of this in the act. I suspect it is the neighbours, or some agent of them. Who else has such strong negative feelings about us, however valid they may or may not be?

I am getting mighty sick of all of this, though. I am not used to living next door to people who hate me! I just want peace and quiet. We are in the country, after all.

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[09 May 2008|12:23am]
[ music | SNOOKER (recorded, cos I'm that sad) ]

If I were going to be a nurse, or therapist, I would totally specialise in transsexuals. Everyone deserves to be happy.

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[28 Apr 2008|05:25pm]
[ mood | accomplished ]

I know it's been a fairly productive day when it's half 5 and I've not gotten dressed. Seriously. Even though I slept til 11 this morning, I have written words and accomplished work! I have a deadline of 15 May for a progress report, for which I have to have 5000+ words written. I am in the middle of producing a "field notebook", e.g., what it was like to be a flight attendant at my former employer. It is astounding (to me, anyway) at how much I know about the job. So far I am up to 10k words and only maybe 1/10 of the way to completion. This is mainly for my own good; I doubt I will use much of this for my final thesis, but it gets me writing, and producing words and coherent sentences, something for which I am totally grateful to my supervisor for forcing me to do.

Plus the snooker is on!! 888.com World Championships in Sheffield, 17 gorgeous blissful days of world-class snooker, and the last event of the season. Saddo that I am, I am recording what I don't watch live on the Sky+ box for later. If they were available, I would totally buy DVDs of great snooker matches. They do that for football and rugby matches, why not snooker? (That is a rhetorical question; I am well aware some people think it's a dull, boring game.) This afternoon, Ronnie O'Sullivan, who is so incredibly talented at the game, did a 147 in the final frame of his match against Mark Williams. 147 is the widely recognised maximum break (highest score you can get minus being awarded foul points), and is pretty difficult to get in general, let alone in the most prestigious tournament of the season, and the final frame of a match. But there he goes, making it look so incredibly easy. Best thing is that this tournament is really long, and there are still 7 more days of snooker, all day and all evening. Boyfriend is probably grateful I have taken over the tv, as that means he stays in his study and gets more work done. Win-win!

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accessories, sweetie darling [22 Apr 2008|04:22am]
[ music | The Daily Show with Barack Obama ]

I am obsessed with finding Tumi bags at TJ Maxx, Marshalls, et al.

Thank God I am returning home to the UK tomorrow, and can save my money. I know what happens to me (and my bank account) when an obsession with bags takes over. I can't help it though - I can never have too many bags and shoes!

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[11 Apr 2008|12:03am]
[ mood | tired ]

Good golly, the MBP fun never ends. Tried to reinstall MS Office 2004 tonight. All seemed to be going well, until the install was nearly complete. There were like 200 files left to install. And then *poof* suddenly the install was complete! So I go to click on Word... and there's no Word icon, or any other icon, in my Dock. Multiple installation tries, still no Office installed. So I try to just copy the Office folder to my Hard Drive, and I get this message:

The Finder cannot complete the operation because some data in "qurefAboutUsingCriteria.htm" could not be read or written. (Error code -36).

Apparently that means my disc is scratched, dirty or damaged in some way. I am a bit confused and annoyed about this, because I am incredibly OCD about my computer media, and never leave out installation CDs; they always go from box (or envelop) to CD player back to box. The ONLY place this disc has been is the CD player in my MBP and the CD player in my iBook. And my iBook CD player is ace, no problems at all, ever. The MBP CD player, on the other hand... has always been rubbish. In fact, this is the second one I've had; the first was defective.

I looked at the back of my Office disc and see some rather suspicious looking marks in a ring like formation, which could potentially be damage - but how?! I am confused, annoyed, and above all, disappointed. Though, by this point, not surprised: never trust computers, even cute cuddly Macs. And definitely never trust anything that says Microsoft!

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[09 Apr 2008|09:30pm]
[ mood | bored ]

5 hours to download a 927 mb WoW patch. Oy to tha em-effin vey!

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Macs are like Corningware [08 Apr 2008|08:59am]
[ mood | stoic ]

...when they break, they really break.

To whit: slightly less than two weeks ago, I was laying there in bed, downloading Security update 02-2008, as you do. It downloads fine, then when it comes time to restart, to complete the install, my MBP stops responding. Just gets the spinning beach ball. Not good. I wait for, like, ten minutes (what I think to be more than reasonable, considering I can be incredibly impatient when it comes to computers) for something to happen, and still the spinning beach ball. Oh dear. So I do the only thing I can think to resolve this: I turn the computer off and turn it back on.

It was not happy: apparently that corrupted some quite important things, and all of my bookmarks were gone, in both Safari and Firefox. All of my iTunes playlists (plus apparently my iTunes library got "damaged" and had to be rebuilt). All of my iCal appointments and calendars: gone. And the big thing: all of my Mail messages and smart mailboxes (and mail accounts): gone. Whoops!

So after 6 days at "the spa" (aka the Apple Store), after i had reached my limit of trying to fix things, it's back, and apparently fixed. Except for all the software I lost; Apple does not reinstall "third party software", e.g. World of Warcraft, Microsoft Office and EndNote. I also lost AppleWorks, which is a fairly crappy word processing programme, but still rather nice to have, if only for nostalgia. RealPlayer was gone (forgot I had to have that to stream BBC online), Backup was gone... I don't even have Internet Explorer. Not that I mind, but still. Oy to the vey, I reckon I don't think about everything I have on here until it's gone.

And so now begins the long process of rebuilding my MBP. Ah well. At least it didn't happen when I was trying to write something seriously important, like my thesis...

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R4 News at Midnight [03 Apr 2008|12:07am]
[ mood | tired ]

So, the upside of drinking a lot of wine at a dinner party: when you talk, you think you're a genius, and everything you say is brilliant.

The downside: you can't remember half of what you said, and you know, when you're a bit more sober, that you just talked a load of bollocks.

Oh well, dinner parties are fun, especially with a lot of good wine!

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[02 Apr 2008|08:46am]
[ music | Smoke on the Water on BBC Breakfast! ]

I just realised, in the past 6 weeks I have bought 9 pair of shoes.

Two were in Paris, though :-)

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decisions, decisions [04 Mar 2008|03:53pm]
[ mood | thoughtful ]

So some of you may know that I have been fairly consumed with a big, difficult decision. It's one of those life-changing ones, which I'm sort of damned if I do, damned if I don't, but rewarded if I do, rewarded if I don't sort of things. It's been an incredibly difficult time for me, and I did sort of struggle with even mentioning anything here. But I'm just getting things out now, so bear with me.

I haven't really made much of a decision; to be honest I'm a little disappointed in my choice. Because part of me feels it is the coward's way out. But another part of me feels it's the smarter, more mature choice. Honestly, I don't know. I've talked it over with many people whose opinions I trust and respect, and have prayed about it so often that I think even God is sick of hearing me talk about it.

I still need to have one or two more conversations, but this weekend will be the deadline for decision. I don't really like having this deadline imposed, but I sort of did it to myself. I reckon part of being an adult is living with the consequences of a situation one has created.

If that is all vague and opaque, apologies, but it's meant to be. Mostly I am getting my thoughts in order, and slowly thinking things through, finally.

Anyway, in other news, I'm back in the UK for a week, then back to the US. Like a dork I did not realise the short amount of time I would be in the UK between trips. I could have just stayed in the US for another couple of weeks, but to be honest, I am needed here. And it's good for me to be disciplined. Besides, I need the exercise life in the UK and London provides. The older I get the more I fear my metabolism slowing down and becoming a lard-ass.

I truly wish I could make a decision I could be happy with. I think I'm getting there. Because above all else I want to enjoy my life, especially the last year of my thirties!

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not being petty [16 Feb 2008|09:15pm]
[ mood | annoyed ]

Oh and can I just say that I am quite cross at the moment.

OK so Ren has this friend, they've known each other since like secondary school, so that's quite a while (like 20 years). I've met her, and while I wouldn't say we're BFF, I don't think we hated each other. And I've been with Ren for over three years.

So why the fuck does she continue to ignore me, with respect to correspondence? Christmas cards come addressed to Ren only. And now, looking round the post for other things, I noticed an invitation to her 40th birthday party, ONLY FOR REN. So, what the fuck is that all about. Hello I have been dating/living with your "friend" for over 3 years, stop pretending that Ren is not with me.

Because I know that if I had a friend, who had been with someone for 3 years, and I continued to address Christmas cards and invitations ONLY to my friend, explicitly ignoring/not inviting/not including my friend's partner, that is intentional. That is intentionally snubbing, and being rude, and that is a statement.

I just want to slap her, to be quite frank about it. Why am I caring about this? Because I think this speaks volumes. I want to ring her up and say, hello, why is it that you don't include me on Christmas cards, and this birthday invitation? Could you please tell me? Did you just forget? A lot? Or is it something else? Why don't you not be passive/aggressive about it, and get things out in the open?

It just makes me cross.

I actually wish I had not seen that invite, because before I saw it, I had forgotten that she denies my existence. But that, that is really rude I think. Although, to be honest, she struck me as rather boring when we did meet. As in, I really didn't care if I ever saw her again. BUT. It's one thing to be invited/included and not go. It's quite another to not be given the opportunity/offer.

I'm stopping here, in the hope that I work this through, and get over it, and enjoy the snooker! /rant

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God bless the BBC [16 Feb 2008|08:41pm]
[ mood | astigmatic ]

I just discovered last night that I can watch the Welsh Open (snooker), even though it's not broadcast in England. The BBC has this service, BBCi, and you can hit the "red button" on your tv remote control and watch all sorts of extra things which aren't broadcast on regular tv. Happy days!

In other news, I'm back and forth to the US in the next couple of months: first for taxes, second for a conference. I am currently debating going to New Zealand in July, as an abstract I submitted to a conference there got accepted. Hurrah! But then I looked at ticket prices and flight times - not so hurrah. In fact, oy vey. Twenty hours in coach, are you mad?

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The blood and the sadness [09 Feb 2008|03:33pm]
[ mood | awake ]
[ music | Young Lust, in my head ]

Six Nations Rugby: France v Ireland, starts in less than 30 minutes! Vive le France!! They crushed Scotland last Sunday, 27-6, IN SCOTLAND, without The Caveman! Vive le France!! Huge bummer The Caveman is not included in this year's Frence Six Nations team, but IMO that just reiterates the French rugby dominance: they don't even need The Caveman to kick ass.

Rugby is much more interesting than American Football: way more violence, brutality and skin-on-skin action, without all of the stupid time outs that make a game last 3 times longer than it should. A game of rugby is pretty much gonna be around 90 min: 40 min per half, with a few minutes of stopping, but nothing like American Football. Plus it's easier for me to follow than American Football: you can't pass forward, and, well, there are some technicalities (like why there are scrums and line-outs), but not knowing them doesn't enhance the game dramatically. Mind you, I am not a rugby addict by any stretch of the imagination. I just like watching dumb guys getting all muddy and sweaty (and bloody! -- if we're lucky) with NO PADDING. Yeah, they're hard.

Something i forgot to mention in my last post: I recently started listening to music again, after a while without it. One piece of music I "rediscovered" is Pink Floyd's The Wall. Oh my goodness, I forgot what a depressing album this is. No wonder I am the way I am! I used to listen to this album, literally, every day, sometimes twice a day. I listened to it A LOT. I know every note, every sample, every pause in it. But damn, it is dark. I know, I know, this is not news to a lot of people. But I reckon it didn't seem as depressing to me as a 16 year old, than it does now. I notice that: things that seemed amusing to me, or entertaining, when I was younger, seem much more sad and depressing now, as I am older. For example: Christmas Card from a Hooker in Minneapolis, one of my all-time favourite songs, and definitely my favourite Tom Waits song. I used to chuckle at the scenario painted by the lyrics. But now, I think, God that is sad. When I was younger, intellectually I realised that such lyrics were sad, but they just didn't strike me as particularly applying to my life, so I guess the utter sadness did not resonate as strongly as it does now.

And of course I cannot get songs from The Wall out of my head. I bet I could sing that album beginning to end. And when I hear it, I see the movie. That is depressing too. I assume Roger Waters has gotten years of therapy for all of that, because he's still alive.

Still one of my favourite quotes about Pink Floyd, and I wish I could remember who said it: Never has one band done so much with one time signature.

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[07 Feb 2008|11:00pm]
[ mood | cold ]
[ music | Question Time on BBC1 ]

So for Lent I have decided to give up biting my cuticles. I say "give up", but to be honest, it's an OCD thing. I have bitten my cuticles literally since I can remember. As in, I have a memory of being like 4, and being in bed, and biting and picking at my cuticles. This is ingrained behaviour. But to be honest I'm a bit tired of doing it, and my fingers always moving and not just letting my hands rest. I've been successful yesterday, and most of today, but just now noticed myself picking. Bloody unconscious behaviour. You know what I need to do, is paint my fingernails. That keeps my fingers occupied for a while.

Why am I even talking about this here and now, anyway? You'd think this was a journal or something.

Has anyone heard about the Japanese whaling vessel which seems to have harpooned (read: murdered) a Minke whale and her calf? There were pictures on the BBC 10 o'clock news tonight hauling the corpses up, blood flowing down the side of the ship. It was horrific. What is up with Japan? I'm down with a lot of Japanese shit, but whaling is seriously not cool. Hello Kitty would not be impressed!

Mitt Romney (the devil!) has withdrawn from the presidential race! Hurrah! Media here is almost obsessed with the US presidential election, and the BBC and the Guardian provided terrific coverage of the Super Tuesday events. I would like to remind all my loyal readers that I called a Clinton/Obama ticket here long ago - years, in fact. I am so down with Hillary (from the selection we are provided, mind you; I don't mean to imply that I think Hillary would be the ideal president from the entire range of humanity), and think that with her as president and Barack as VP, why, the US might not be so inhospitable for me then.

And then if they did something about the amount of commercials on US TV, that would be the icing on the cake.

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wakey wakey [28 Jan 2008|09:29am]
[ mood | awake ]
[ music | Benny Goodman, "Goody Goody" ]

That is how I feel. Like I'm waking from a long, 3-year sleep. While I am slightly (over) caffeinated, it's not just because of that. Therapy is one of the most useful things in life. I just started to write, and then deleted, some awful hippy-esque, Hallmarkian turns of phrase, so I'll end this quickly.

I'm hoping to not be such a stranger in these parts in the future. And also give up biting my cuticles for Lent.

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good to know [18 Jan 2008|12:19pm]
[ mood | amused ]

Apparently I could take on a few heel biters...

24

Free Florida Dating

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just a bit of cheese with that whine [18 Jan 2008|08:31am]
[ mood | hungry ]

OK so I don't normally do this here, but I have to say something to The World as represented by anyone who is browsing my LJ.

Recognising that this is not going to impact or change anything, or get me what I want, it is purely a vent:

Dear BBC could you PLEASE as soon as possible make your iPlayer compatible with the Mac OS!!??!!?? For those of us (ie ME) who missed the season premiere/first episode of the second season of Torchwood and who want to see hot man on man action the fine acting and production talent, and who don't run evil Microsoft OS rubbish, what are we supposed to do?!

Seriously.

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Happy New Year 2008 [15 Jan 2008|05:41pm]
[ mood | hungry ]

So my eyes widened slightly when I saw my last update was 8 weeks ago. Huh what, has it really been that long etc. New year, new me, new ideas, new new new.

PhD year one going okay. I feel a little stalled at the moment, probably because when I was back in DTW over Christmas I did fuck all work. Just sat on my ass watching lots of shit (in a good way) TV. Hurrah for VH-1's America's Next Top Model Super Model-thon! Cycle 9 hasn't even made it to the UK yet, so that was pretty cool. Although I wish I'd have known that chick was Asperger a few episodes before I found out. Alas.

The other thing was VH-1's thoughtful marathon of Flavor of Love. Yes, it truly is the Citizen Kane of reality shows. Have not seen its whiter-trash cousin, Rock of Love, but it seems to be airing here now, so I'm sure it's only a matter of time.

Snooker: The Masters is on now. Ronnie "The Rocket" O'Sullivan was eliminated in the first round! So watching the rest of the tournament seems a bit of a letdown.

Weather here is utter shit: incredibly windy and rain rain rain. At least days are getting longer.

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Ah yes, 'Friendship Never Ends', nor do the opportunities for flogging a dead horse [15 Nov 2007|10:22am]
[ mood | disappointed ]

I'm trying to justify/deal with/comprehend why I'm disappointed over the new Spice Girls single. I guess I really liked them, but back in the day. Now I just look at them and think, you are so over-styled. And Skeletor (aka Posh aka Mrs Beckham) is just tragic, and brings too much baggage with her to the project. Just my opinion.

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