Printer machine blogging

I am submitting a company proposal today asking very nicely that a Utilities company shortlists my employer-company to do a specific Huge Job.

I actually got the easy peasy part of the work to do - formatting assembly and printing. Which is low brain usage but high time usage work. This is perfect for Fridays...

... Except...

I got properly verbally abused yesterday in my project progress meeting about items that weren't completed yet. My PD is a very dramatic verbally expressive person when he gets worked up and we got a full show of banging on tables and excellent vocal chord usage. It isn't (all) my fault. There is a lot of work to be done and I only have so many hands/eyes/ears/brains.

So while I must sit and compile fire hazard amounts of paper work - I have a deadline I need to be keeping to for my own work lest I should be witnessing more table banging dramatics.

Honestly after having hot words poured down my ears I was not amused. In fact I was pissed off enough for it to spoil the rest of my day.

So I sit at the paper copier machine and do the proposals work and hope that by doing it well and getting it in in time I might regain some respect...

Lesson Boys and Girls: Month End is a bad time. It's like That Time Of The Month for the corporate structure.... Without the fix-all meds and heat packs and chocolate. (overshare?)

Earworms and Curious Thoughts

I have been plagued by an earworm all day today. so let me sing a little of it for you and maybe purge it from my head. (or else spread the disease)

“Oh Lord it’s hard to be humble
When you’re perfect in every way
I can’t wait to look in the mirror
Cause I get better looking each day”


It's all my brothers fault... (you know who you are...) who showed me a video clip of his friend playing it.


I have been plagued with curious dreams of late. It must be the stress of events coming up in the next few months doing it to my head. I wake up in the morning going "Huh? what was that person doing in my dreams?" or else sitting in traffic wondering how it is that in my dreams the storyline made any sense. I would blog about all teh stressful events but some things have had enough airtime on my blog already.

But speaking of forthcoming events...

I finally booked my holiday trip! I am going to a place with deserts and camels and food-with-couscous and pointy toe Aladdin shoes and bazaars and beautiful ceramics and mint tea...



...aaah Morocco. (I meant to add pictures here - no such luck Thanks Blogger)



I am effectively travelling alone and joining a tour group when I am there. Then I will have a spare day at the end for last minute shopping. People are astonished to hear that Mr Thursday is not coming with me. (In his defence he has just adopted a 1-series) But I am actually looking forward to going on my own (Not that MrT wasn't welcome...)

The general response seems to be polite envy and curiousity as to why I chose such an exotic place. (for me the word exotic usually conjures up images of damper places... like the South Pacific or a Jungle...)


There is something really adventurous and really independant about travellling alone. You have to look after your self and be responsible for your self. ... and for the creatively minded you could choose your own personality for yourself... on the short term...

The only slightly sad thing is that I will be sitting in the Abu Dhabi airport for New Years - The key to a good New Years I guess is very very low expectations...

Oh happy days!

My copy of the Questionable Content book arrived! I was smiling all the way to the car from collecting it at the post office. Heck, I was smiling from the moment I drove into the post office parking lot!

Mr Jeph Jacques is on my list of celebrities I wouldn't mind meeting. He is a pretty alright chap (well as well as you can judge who a person is by their twitter and web comic news posts... Which is not at all)

I am proud to add the works of the QC comic book to my library.

It's weird how my tastes in media have changed. I used to read 6 books from the library in a week and a half. Then at varsity I was busy and I was reading mostly journal articles by the end. Then I went through a Terry Pratchett phase and when I ran out of Discworld stories, I moved onto Ursula Le Guin, Garth Nix and Chris Riddel. Then I moved to romance with a storyline...

Now I seem to have about 20 blogs and 10 webcomics that I follow... As well as a few online magazine style publications. Add a new subscription to National Geographic and I am pretty much fully read out!

(blah blah what a book worm nerd...)

More life lessons with Frank

Driving at dusk with your headlights on while wearing sunglasses is silly.

Either it is too bright or too dark.

Pick one.

I too realise my stupidity in this regard now...

Aviator shape glasses may make you (and I mean me here) look Sooo Full Of Coolness but if you (I) can't see the people bathing in your (my) ice cold looks... You (I am)doing it wrong...

Oh the shame...

Today's Life lesson from Frank

"the true test of your ability to cook for yourself when living on your own is the strength and pleasantness of the re-returning flavour at the back of your throat when eating last night's leftovers for lunch today"

 

You are welcome.

 

My bolognaise and chunky vegetables is wicked-awesome-cool. My baked macaroni and cheese with matured (read:odd-smelling but not off yet) black forest ham... not so much awesome.

Hearting FFF (Foreign Film Festivals)

I am discovering a new (or is it rediscovering old?) pleasure in watching foreign films. (foreign being defined as movies not made in the USA - this from a South African... weird...)


It started unintentionally with free tickets to watch The Girl Who Played with Fire with The Lindt Fairy. and because it was a pretty well told story, I went to very next night and watched The Girl With The Dragon Tattoo.

This was then followed with A Boyfriend for my Wife (Un novio para mi mujer) at the Latin America and Caribbean film fest.

I think what is so refreshing is seeing the mechanisms of story telling of other countries/cultures. The Swedes have no problems with nekkid people or with showing the glaring harshness of violence against women.

The Argentinians based a majority of their humour on the speed of the conversation. And the women ALL wear short skirts. and not even in a sell-beautiful-people way.

A little while ago I watched Departures which won the Oscar for best foreign film. This movie I found especially poetic in it's description of Japanese culture around funerals and death.

And so I am keeping my eye on the film festival adverts at my local cinema... and do my delight! there is a Japanese film festival later this month.

Yippee!!

This was a short lived joy as I then discovered in my research about A Boyfriend for my Wife that Hollywood is doing a remake with Steve Carrell... what a trade down! what a cop out! We might as well start asking for McDonalds gourmet food. We might as well let the journalists of The Daily Sun take over the writing of the Mail &Guardian. We might as well ask the pop rock teeny boppers to take over writing music for U2 and the Red Hot Chilli Peppers and Third Day and the Rolling Stones.



I will certainly not be attending that movie…

A girl still can dream

And so.... I got another letter today... saying ... surprise surprise... I have in fact won something.

 

Yaaaaay! (yip this is what you get for buying trashy magazines on the spur of the moment for the reward of free chocolate)

 

Good news.: I won the money and not the cheap ass merchandise.

 

Bad news: It's much less than was originally promised (not surprised there)

 

Does this mean I still have to keep my promises?... I guess the answer is yes... hmmm...