Friday, 15 December 2006

Sick, Tired And Uninspired

Food poisoning. Wonderful. Right when I am horrendously busy at work (and will be even busier when I go back next week after a few days lying around at home, groaning and being capable of sweet FA) and have a list of things I need to do personally that's so long the top and bottom of it are in different time zones!


I must be off-colour: I keep seeing & reading stuff that makes my blood boil but I can't be arsed to string a few words together for a rant. But I did mange to update my website :) New fractals are in these two sections:
Recent Apo

Anyway, here's a jolly little number enititled "Xmas Lights". Hope y'all are in a better state than me :)

Friday, 8 December 2006

Strange Days

My Mum was always a bit of a fanatic about spending Xmas in her own home or, if not there, at least with one of her family nearby. She certainly wanted to both wake up and go to sleep in her own bed on Xmas Day. That makes her sound as if she was much more of a stick-in-the mud than she actually was. But the result of that wish was she never spent Xmas in my home, ever since I moved away: I either went to her, or we spent Xmas apart.

In less than two weeks. J's Mother is coming to spend Xmas and New Year with us. She's a sweetheart and we get along very well, but it is going to be so odd having her here. This will also be the first Xmas since 2001 that I've spent in my own home and I'm torn between wanting to make everything as nice as possible, and feeling very unsettled about the whole thing and reluctant to make a start on the preparations. In a completely odd way, it feels like I'm being disloyal to my mother. Especially odd given that Mum died over 6 years ago.

Once a daughter, always a daughter ..........

Wednesday, 6 December 2006


No, not pots and pans, but the covering on the shoulders of people in senior positions who artfully manage to avoid actually taking the decisions which are their responsibility and for which they are very well paid.

I hate them with a passion. It'd probably be more truthful to say I despise them: they are a complete waste of oxygen.

Combine them with even more senior people who change their minds with startling frequency and you have a recipe for confusion, frustration & inefficiency. It's times like this I feel like grabbing a lump hammer and telling 'em precisely what I think of 'em.


Saturday, 2 December 2006

Tis the season ....

... to be festive. Apparently.

It's too damn early!! I don't want to be wished "Merry Xmas" on December 1st, and I don't want to be going to Xmas parties on the 1st, either. But I got both, yesterday. Bleurgh.

Although, in all fairness, the Xmas party - for an office "do" - wasn't bad: I've certainly been to a lot worse. It would have been nicer today if we hadn't had to go back to the hotel (having managed to drag our sorry arses out of there only just before the magic check-out hour) because someone - naming no names but there's a clue in the rest of the sentence - had left his wedding ring in the bathroom!

As I seem to be the only person saying "Bah! Humbug" right now ... here's a fractal called "Festive" despite the fact that I feel about as festive as a turkey on Xmas eve ;-)