Archive for August, 2006

August 18, 2006

Week End

Well now, that was a hell of a week. I think my brain has reached overflow point, which would explain leaving my travelcard at work and generally being a complete flake cake this evening. Still, what’s the point of time away from work if you can’t deactivate your brain when you walk out the door?

I am now completely obsessed with moving. I’ve bought a dinner set and wine glasses and have chosen a bed. I still have shitloads of fun stuff like sorting out household bills to do, but that can wait for a while. I’ll do the real fun stuff first.

August 15, 2006

Compunter Experts

Yay my sister has learned how to use Skype, I am no longer the only geek in the fambly. Shame she was having such trouble burning a CD at the same time and had to go. The conversation went a bit like this:

Me: So I am finally going to get to live alone again!

Her: Yeah great, where the fuck has my D Drive gone?

Me: It’s not a great area but I think it’ll work out well.

Her: oh yeah? what the fuck, why do i no longer have a D Drive?

Me: Have you tried closing the window, not the Skype one, and reopening My Computer again?

Her: Yeah ok, I’m trying it…fuck it’s still not there, I hate being handicapped.

Me: So i’m really looking forward to moving in.

Her: Fuck I’m gonna have to go i can’t figure it out.

Me: ok byeee…

Her: Bye bye…

August 15, 2006

A Home of One’s Own

I am moving to Leyton – a drastic measure in order to get the peace and quiet I crave, I’m sure you’ll agree. I’ve been canvassing opinion and the general consensus seems to be – it’s alright if you are street wise. Lucky I am a hard arsed biatch innit…that was me practicing my street talk. Sounds somewhat ridiculous in a kiwi accent – but I’m gonna go for it, and actually I’m sure I’ll sound normal next to all the saffas who make Leyton their home. Oooh get me with the racism – how very un PC of me.

August 13, 2006

Go East

How fucking rainy today?? I did not cycle out east.

M2 (Martin from Spanish) came out with me which was nice and also handy for opinions on the flat etc. Actually he is very good company, we always have a good time together, which is why it’s such a shame that I just don’t fancy him. That’s probably a good thing because, after all, he is moving to Australia to a month or so…

August 12, 2006

I Think it’s East

Tomorrow I am mostly cycling to Leyton – I know, why would I? I do actually have a good reason. Thing is, how do I get there without getting hopelessly lost? I have considered the possibility of looking at a map, but it usually has little effect because I can only ever remember one page at a time and I reckon it’s probably many pages of my A-Z from here. I know half of the way, ie to Kings Cross. I might try doing one of my ‘brilliant’ hand drawn line maps, but this time on an A4 piece of paper instead of the back of an envelope. The last time I used the back of an envelope method I ended up riding up and down that hill at Archway Station twice, in other words I became hopelessly confused.

It’s taken a number of years to admit this to myself, but I am no longer in denial. My name is Kirses and I have no sense of direction. My eyesight is extremely good and I can see street signs from 100 metres away (I think), so as long as I have a reasonable map I can usually get there. It’s when I’ve assumed i’ll know the last bit cos it’s so easy and have omitted to add it to the line drawn map that I get in trouble.

Mapping the route is such a boring job though, and my main source of route planning – the interweb, is running horribly slowly, (can all you people doing silly things like accessing work files, just get the hell off please?).

Oooh I’ve just had a thought, instead of an expensive GPS device on my handlebars, how bout I buy a compass. Surely in situations like this I could just make sure I head East until I get there? Hmm something to ponder, but for tomorrow, tfl.gov.uk cycle routes, here I come.

August 12, 2006

Cleaning House

Erm rather drastically I have cleared my archives, a change is as good as a holiday right?

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