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Holidays are never long enough....

I had a week off work, I needed/wanted to do a whole lot of stuff, from various cleaning of the house to tax and to web stuff.... I think I completed 50% of it.... and I'm still tired and need a holiday..... can holidays ever be long enough?

I had visions of everything I had been putting, being done..... and me being proud of my momentous achievements..... however, the deity of you'vegottobekidding, stamped his little feet.

I got the tax stuff done.... 3 years worth of tax, packaged up and given to an ex-collegue from work, who happens to be an accountant. he can sort the mess out from there and then just give some jaw-dropping figure I'll have to pay.... I'll say it now... donations accepted...

I did two rooms worth of cleaning.... with help from the droidster.... but during the recompling of the entertainment unit.... the TV... *gulp*.... died... with glowing internals and the acrid smell of smoldering PCB boards..... at this time I was rather miffed..... to say the least. So trips to various electrical type outlets to price a new TV... led me to discussions of how the fuck would I pay for this?

Now.... many people may (and do) think that I have ready money because they know I've been moving up at work in the 6 months or so.... but what they forget is.... I lived at home.... paid minimal rent to the parentals and basically bought whatever the hell I liked and still managed to pay loans and save some money..... this was the first appearance of the deity of you'vegottobekidding (DoY).... he reappeared straight away when my wisdom teeth borked my life for a week or so... and then made a big jump in when killed off midget v1.

About this time you all think I'm whinging about not having any money... and you'd be right..... because DoY has forced me to stop buying everything I want..... He's trying to stop me smoking..... because, let's face it, I'm really crap at giving up the smokes....... and at the moment he is delighting in depressing the fuck out of me....

After the TV incident (said TV is in for repair, if it costs less than $150 to fix, it gets fixed. If not... I don't have a telly for a while... I can still watch on various computers, but I normally watch TV to get away from computers)... I gave up on the cleaning and re-arranging of the house.... because I didn't want to break anything else and I just couldn't be bothered with most things........

and that was just Monday... yes, it took exactly one day to kill off any enthusiasim I had.

I spent the rest of the waking hours of the week... trying not to stop droidy doing some work (I failed at that.... ) reading a book, Interface - Neil Stephenson and playing endless games of Battlefield 1942. I also visited the parentals and did other stuff... but that is all I could get my mind to doing.... I looked at the vast amount of space in the sitting room (named by G, who just turned 30) that my rearranging had created, and I saw it diminsh as droidy and I started using said space to dump anything we could find in....

The book was finished at 04:30am this morning.... the day I was going back to work.... the day I promised to myself to make sure I was on time. The book is fucking marvellous.... I'll probably do a full review of it.... BF1942 was gone beyond an addiction (which the demo was), to a pure want to be the best I can be.... or something... I'm starting to annoy people on a couple of servers..... because I have gone beyond my normal style of playing games... which is basically run around, shoot people, have fun.... etc. to being someone who thinks about tactics while showering, sleeping, eating, working... basically everything except when droidy is directly in my face. In fact one the most common sites has been droidy coming up to me and clinging on to my mousing arm while I'm playing.... saying "I shouldn't do this should i?" So, yes, I'm taking the game rather seriously.... some may say a bit too seriously.... but this game is just so kewl.... I'll do a review on that as well.... if nothing else, just so I can go on about the game there and stop filling up this post with shite....

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Oh yeah.... holidays aren't long enough...... I think that was the though I started with... but like my holidays I got side-tracked by BF1942, Interface, the always wonderful koala named droidy and things that annoy me.......


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Hee hee... was that supposed to be a holiday last week?

However, the TV is now back in it's place in the entertainment unit thingy, so one source of insanity has been eradicated.

I'll go and koala someone now!

Posted by: [0-0] on October 8, 2002 05:44 PM

Glad you have a tv, I am thinking longingly of such a luxury...been listening to the French news and current affairs on the radio, followed by a 'Hot 30' equivalent kidna show. It's great. Hope you enjoyed time off work, I am not thinking longingly of such a luxury as I have too bloody much time to fill and too few € to spend. Must get out of this internet café actually. Keep ranting!
-Em

Posted by: Em on October 9, 2002 01:13 AM

Don't mention the war!!!

I made a terrible mistake in downloading Day of Defeat, and am so terribly sidetracked it's not funny. I was even discussing tactics in DoD with Mrs Moby... who wonders what all the fuss is about....

But aren't holidays great? We all need more than 4 weeks annually.

I could always join Victoria Police and have 9 weeks annual leave....

Posted by: Moby on October 10, 2002 10:21 PM

think vic pol get 12 weeks.......plus days off inbetween their shifts...

Posted by: b on October 11, 2002 12:13 PM

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