Spinnaker Tower

My car and I went to visit the car wash today. For the first time in my life I plucked up the courage to face the big rollers. And it’s so cool now it’s clean! I was actually terrified I would get something wrong and my car would implode and I would be crushed by rollers, or the car wash would explode and I would die in a mass of fiery bubbles. But no – there were no explosions, and now my car is really happy and shiny and feels loved.

I went there straight after the gym, so I think it helped that I was feeling all spritely after a session on the crosstrainer and treadmill.

Steve’s friends came over for the day on Sunday and we all went to visit the Spinnaker Tower. The weather was perfect – clear blue sky for miles, so the views were amazing. There is a glass floor on the 1st viewing platform too (like the one in the Sky Tower in Auckland, NZ, which I visited a couple of years ago – must tell you about that sometime). Walking on the glass floor is a great exercise in suspending mental judgement. You know it’s glass and you won’t fall through, but your brain processes the view of the drop and says “No way! Don’t do it!”.

We also enjoyed the thrill of driving around Gun Wharf car park at top speed to the inspiring War of The Worlds sound track. Richie made parking more exciting than it’s ever been before :-) . Back home, Andy and Abby made a great curry and we christened the table with our first proper meal at the new house – oops, yes, it’s true – Steve and I usually eat dinner on our laps. Just to round off the day we all became strangely addicted to Super Monkey Balls on XBox – with five of us fighting over four controllers, it’s a wonder anyone got out alive.

I’ll try and post pics tomorrow – I have a slight camera-download-station logistics problem at the moment.

PC Love

Steve and I went to the gym this morning (hurrah! 4th time this week!), and then after a big breakfast I sat down to set up a mirror server at home so I could redesign the site here… Except when I turned my desktop PC on, the master drive was missing. Catastrophic failure!! The drive that came in the PC (the first PC I ever bought) has failed!

Luckily there wasn’t anything valuable on it, so I have just set the secondary drive to master and removed the original (aw, poor thing). I am now waiting for a download so that I can install Gentoo Linux– a brave move eh? It’s a 450MHz pentium III that originally came with Windows 98 SE, later it had Windows 2000 Professional on, and after that Fedora Core 2. I didn’t use it much with Fedora, as then I had to go to the US, which is why the drive failure (after 6 years in use), wasn’t too terrible. It used to be a Packard Bell, but I eventually got so fed up with all their proprietary rubbish I flashed the BIOS so it couldn’t tell me which bits it would and wouldn’t allow me to use. It’s on it’s third monitor – the original died, the second one was an office scrap item – also died, and now it’s using one that my mum found outside next to a bin – a flatscreen!! The monitor needs a new adapter, so I’m borrowing Steve’s ’til I can source one from somewhere. It’s also on it’s second case (I used to cut myself on the first one everytime I opened it up, so I invested in a sleek, easy-open black one from Novatech). And on it’s second modem (the first one just stopped working when I took off the original OS, probably some dodgy Packard Bell voodoo). It’s had a network card added (another office spare from long ago), and some extra RAM swapped in (ebay), and now the hard drive has gone.

In fact, it’s been almost completely replaced over the last 6 years, with the motherboard the only original bit still in place. It still has the (somewhat shabby) original mouse and keyboard though. Aw – I do love it so.

Meanwhile, as I continue to prolong the life of Frankenputer with odds and ends from wherever I can source them, Steve took the plunge today and managed to build his own PC with a selection of bits from Novatech for a steal of around £200 (yup, it’s a double Gentoo download this evening). And it’s about a million times faster than mine. Maybe when the next component bites the dust (which, lets face it, probably won’t be very long), I might think about doing the same.

Although I might just ask around for any spare parts first… ;-)

Mouse Alert

It’s trying to snow outside – bits of snow are forming in the air and floating by. Steve and I escaped the office before 5pm, arrived in our lovely new home, opened a bottle of pseudo champagne (just for the hell of it, and cause it’s Friday, and nearly payday, and we can’t really justify going out for dinner), wandered upstairs to the study chatting happily away and lo and behold… a little mouse dashed past my foot! I almost (almost) dropped my glass of bubbly.

Mr mouse ran under the laptop bag on the floor, so I picked it up and he darted out from under it, shot out of the room at breakneck speed and rounded the corner into the bathroom in a way that would have made Michael Schumaker proud. Then, disappointingly, he disappeared.

Horace the mini-spider who’s been living in the bathroom quite happily since we moved in, might want to stay out of reach.

We’re on amber mouse-alert now.

Cash Poor

Steve and I have been proper gym-goers this week. I managed to get there and get to work before 9am on Thursday, hurrah!

The traffic where we live is so bad at the moment. An extra couple of sets of traffic lights have been installed at the bottom of one of the main roads we use and there are bridge works on the other main road. Part of the appeal of going to the gym is not having to sit in stagnant traffic for hours before work (this morning was awful, even though I tried two short cuts, both of which probably took longer than sitting in the traffic).

I’ve been trying to think of ways to get incredibly rich this week. I’ve come up with the following:

1) win the lottery
2) start my own business
3) become a famous actress/musician/sportswoman

And that’s it. Out of ideas now – apart from a life of crime (hitman, money laundering etc.) which I’m not really up for.

Since odds are that I probably won’t win the lottery, and I’m probably not going to end up singing or acting on telly, and I’m probably past the point where I could compete with athletes the world over at anything, it’s got to be start my own business.

Ideas…?

Not one so far.

Love Hate

My muscles are aching so much from two visits to the gym that I end up acting like a retard when I try to put my coat on.

Anyway, since I’m feeling vicious, here are 10 things I really hate:

1. Christie Estate Agents (money grabbing lowlife company – NOT to be confused with Christies Estate Agents, who are probably very nice).
2. People who drive so close behind you that all you can see in your review mirror is a car bonnet.
3. Recruitment agents.
4. Paying tax.
5. Reduced ISA allowance.
6. Incompetent doctors.
7. Benefit fraud.
8. Cruelty to animals.
9. Lack of manners.
10. Big Brother (celebrity or otherwise).

And just so as not to leave everyone feeling miserable with that bunch of losers, here’s 10 things I love at the moment:

1. Steve.
2. Our new house.
3. 0% credit cards.
4. Old photos.
5. Jack Dee.
6. Libraries.
7. Sunshine on frost.
8. Central heating.
9. Organic food.
10. The gym.

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