Or he is running around catching up with old mates in americky, and has little access to a computer?
I would still send an email going “I gotcha email, but don’t have time to respond to it right now...” like I did to him last week.
I just think I should end the thing now before it turns obsessional and horrible.
But I am in “withdraw before anyone else can hurt you” mode right now.
Some people are fundamentally rubbish at email. Sometimes people just don’t do it when they’re away. I know I try not to when I’m on holiday. I go as far as turning off the Blackberry sometimes.
for future reference, kate, never write me an e-mail.
Perhaps he does not have access to email at all and cannot send you even so much as an apologetic email?
(I shall be interwebless for FIVE whole days next week!)
No, no, no, this is mixing up about 3 or 4 different situations with different people into one giant thing which is not actually a giant thing but a combination of different little things.
This is the problem with being a systems person, that you collect everything into patterns, whether they belong in them or not.
I feel so naked without my phone, too. I’ve given my mobile to my mum for the week, so I don’t even know if people are calling or texting me. And because I don’t know, I assume they’re not, which is also spiralling me down into EVERYBODY HAAAAAAATES ME!!! territory. :-(
Some people are fundamentally rubbish at email.
*waves*
I’ve upset several people in the past by not answering email straight away—particularly on one site whose internal messaging system shows you whether or not your sent mail has been read by the recipient yet.
Should I go to Edinburgh and learn to be a Brewer?
x-post This is absolute rubbish, and creates more problems than it solves.
For every “oh, he just hasn’t read the mail yet!” there’s a hundred “oh, he’s READ it, he just isn’t replying—because he HAAAAAAAATES me!”
I’d just rather not know whether they’ve read it or not.
But I am taking a whole bunch of other upset about other email which has not been responded to, and instead of dealing with it, in those situations (because I just don’t know how to) I am taking it and projecting it onto the totally innocent PBW who really has done nothing wrong. (Except not fancy me.)
That looks like the best course ever, Ed!
In actual fact I posted on this thread in error; for some reason I got it mixed up with the Joe Barbera thread (?) but Mark E made a relevant comment and I responded to it without clocking where it was.
It is not an error I propose to repeat.
For future reference, however, I would like to state that I’m not going to be dissuaded from speaking to and with people I like on these boards by bullies, particularly by one who should consider herself extremely lucky not to have been kicked off these boards altogether months ago.
Also, what is all this about “the history between us”? There is no “us.” Deal with it.
End of transmission.
Anyway... what would you do with a brewers degree, Ed? Start a microbrewery? Surely you would drink all your profits?
Maybe I could have my own farm based microbrewery, brew beer and feed my pigs the spent malt after mashing.
And cheese. Gotta figure out a way to make cheese, as well. Perhaps some apple orchards, and do a sideline in cider? Plus, you could feed the excess apples to the pigs.
Everything on the internet I see today is annoying me for some reason. Maybe I’ll get some work done, eh.
Bah, I know the feeling, Pash. I always hope it will help me get work done, but I’m kinda compulsive and can’t stop looking at things that irritate me. :-(
Mmm, drunken pig sausage.
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“Hello, Kate, I am a pointy-nosed cheese farmer!”
You misspelled “cock farmer” there, Suzy.
Awww, Alex. :-)
He’s Country Life’s new poster boy. They say that he’s going to do the farming report on Radio 4 from now on. I might actually start listening to Radio 4 in that case...
Yeah, there was a big article in the MOS this weeken’
Not even Alex could make me read the MOS. My mum bought the Sunday Times and I found even that tough going.
When all else fails, there is always Alex:
I wish he would sell his cheese outside the Cotswolds, though.
You have to be up mighty early in the morning to catch farming today.
I got a thingy from liberty offering an extra 10% off sale prices till new years eve. I think I know here I’m going on the morning of the 27th.
Oooh! My mum and I want to go to the Liberty sales. I still have to get her a shirt. Next week. Without fail.
MOS definitely not, ewwww. Was it sandwiched between two articles telling women that all the world’s ills are their fault, or the fault of IMMIGRANTS?
Ailsa, I’ve known Alex for 15 years. He exists to be nice and to rip the piss out of Demon All-Bran whenever necessary. Ed met him with me once and was also v. impressed.
And now the long stretch of the post-lunch afternoon.
I’ve eaten too many tangerines and feel slightly sick.
I wonder how much mum is.
I’m guessing $1.99?
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suzy, I am aware you have met some famous people. I was. however, making A JOKE.
Jokes are funny and the teller does not have to explain they were making one after the fact. This is basic.
Ok, I sent the Rainbow photo to the nationalist Beer company. Now I just have to wait for the beer.
I am not paying attention to my spelling. I wonder how my mum is.
I am not feeling very well, so I hope she is OK.
Rainbow beer. Is that gay?
party at yr place soon then, Ed?
But first some coffee...
I believe it is only an 8 pint mini cask, but, why not.
I hadn’t thought of the rainbow connection. Mwahahaha.
I have stopped drinking coffee on account of the fact that I am not sleeping. But the reason why I am not sleeping is that it is a side effect of the prozac I’m taking. But still, I am sure reducing my caffeine intake will help.
the rainbow connection
first song in the Muppet Movie, innit?
Ed loves Muppets.
I am supposed to not be drinking so much caffeine, but I am cold and cranky and coffee makes me warm and ... cranky. So there you go.
What time of day do you take your prozac? I cannot take SSRIs right before bedtime because they make me funny. I tend to take mine just after dinner. Then the funniness has worn off by the time I go to bed.
Eight pint minikeg? Well, that’s a bit of a chiz.
Free beer is, well, free beer.
Free beer + camera to be sold on eBay = Profit
Yes, you can use the profit to buy... more beer!
the doctor told me to take them in the morning to alleviate the insomniac effect. But it only alleviates it; doesn’t get rid of it completely. The only other side effect besides butterflies in the stomach for the first few days is that lights look brighter, especially artificial ones. When I told the doc he was surprised as he hadn’t heard of this happening to anyone else. He wondered whether it caused dilation of the pupils.
I’ve just had a big dinner and now I’m knackered.
A different antidepressent made me over-sensitive to light. I couldn’t stand bright lights at all, and daylight was painful. I told the doctor, who told me I was making it up. Then I read the little pamphlet that came with the drugs, and it said photosensitivity was a rare but known side effect.
I’m supposed to take the tablets for 3 months and I am about four days into the second month. Doc reckons I’ll be right as rain when I’ve finished the course. I don’t share his optimism.
Hrrrmmmm. Seems a strangely short course—I was told to do 6 months as a minimum.
Apropos of nothing: my Google Mail ads are currently trying to sell me a Freemason’s Coat for £99. I’m not sure if the freemason knows.
Ed, why is it at #1?
Sorted by date submitted.
I fucking hate people.
I utterly and absolutely hate people.
Especially anonymous fucking bastards who hide behind their own anonymity to kick people when they’re down. There’s a special fucking hell reserved in their own minds for them.
If I were feeling better, I’d say “I can’t be bothered” but right now I feel like saying “Show your fucking face so I can kick you in it, you coward.”
But that’s really made up my mind about cutting people out.
I know, in my head, that it’s 99% likely that it’s Marcello or some other trolling asshole leaving these comments, but cannot shake the fear that it’s one of my so called former friends, which makes me re-examine every single friendship I though I had, thinking “Is it you? Is it you writing this shit? SAY IT TO MY FUCKING FACE THEN.”
And I can no longer trust anyone.
But, like I’ve said repeatedly on this thread, I *AM* an asshole, and I’m no longer making apologies or excuses for it.
Awwww, my boss just found me crying in the loo, and bought me a bag of chocolates.
OK. Not all people suck.
You know what I do hate, tho?
Those stupid MySpace icons that come up and tell you that someone is online. Those really suck.
I think I just hate MySpace full-stop.
it’s just full of prostitute murders these days
I want me an aspidistra. Though no doubt, I’d probably manage to kill it like all mine other plants.
I like the high class rider of ‘Oddbin’s Own Red’
Oddbins and Aspidistra. Do you think they’re trying to make a statement there?
Box wine, no less.
nothing shows class like a boxed tinfoil bladder of wine
God, I need a drink. I’m coughing up a storm. How do you make a hot toddy? Whisky, lemon, honey, what?
Cloves!
I’m having one of these tonight.
a little water and the spice of your choosing.
I’m really into star anise lately, which reminds me my pickled plums and chutney will be ready.
The only whiskey I have is Laphroaigh, though. Bit of a waste, but oh well.
And one of these to serve it to me. In bed.
(if that doesn’t post, link here: http://alexjamesonline.tripod.com/alexbedlogo2.jpg )
Ah, Tripod, you suck.
get one half bottle of McAngus Offie Skotch.
I am always surprised by how many people are on anti-depressants. If they’re so easy to get why am I not on them? The best years of my life (like about 15 of them) have been frittered away being “glum.”
Mitya, I think the problem is that in many cases mental health problems are extremely difficult to diagnose. Maybe it was simply bad choice of words on yr part but if you are simply “glum” then it doesn’t sound as if you need them. With me it I had several months of extreme tiredness, feeling that my life was pointless and going nowhere and sudden moodswings when I would get very, very angry for no apparent reason, but it wasn’t until I threw myself in front of a moving vehicle (which thankfully slowed) and my mate grabbed me by the shoulders and said “What the **** do you think you’re doing? You need help and fast” that I finally went to the doctor and demanded it. What I’ve found out subsequently is that a far greater percentage of the population suffer from such problems than I’d ever suspected and (perhaps leading on from that) people are generally very supportive when they hear that you’ve been suffering in this way.
See, I’ve been getting very tired lately. I often feel that my life is going nowhere—but that’s because I’m in a dead-end job on an industrial estate in a backwater part of the country, and I have trouble holding down a relationship for longer than a fortnight. Mood swings—been having those for years.
There is more than a slight difference between “feeling glum” and feeling like you want to throw yourself (or other people in my case, which was what finally drove me to get help) in front of trains. And therein lies the rub.
I am decidedly Ill (bad headcold which has now settled in my chest) which is making everything seem worse than it normally appears.
And my mother taking me to task for my “terrible drinking” (i.e. having one hot toddy when I got home, and another, 3 hours later, after a meal, before I went to bed) isn’t helping.
But I am determined not to feel like death today.
That’s hardly a drink problem.
Unless its a not enough drink problem.
I cracked open some IKEA Boss Glogg (Bøssa Glögg). Tastes like brandy with raisins and cinnamon.
My mother also hysterical that “you have been drunk every night since I got here!”
She got here on Saturday. I did not drink on Saturday. On Sunday, I had a single beer while I was making dinner. No drinking Monday. Tuesday, two hot toddies. Yes, terrible drinking problem! Sheesh.
Boss Glogg. Weren’t they a NYC noize band?
Oh! Also, something I’m sure someone on this thread knows.
There *is* a Doctor Who box set of the David Tennant series out now, isn’t there? I cannot imagine that this would not be marketed and packaged up for Xmas.
If there is, I might go and brave the Xmas shopping at lunchtime to go and get it.
Yes.
http://www.amazon.co.uk/Doctor-Who-Complete-Box-Set/dp/B000FFL702
You can also get it in a limited edition shiny Cyberman head!
Well, I don’t need a cyberman head, as it won’t fit in my video box. But the regular one, I shall nip out at lunchtime and purchase. Hurrah. Maybe if I’m lucky I might pick up Series One if it’s on sale. I imagine a clued-up shop would have a deal on both of them.
That’s what I’m doing for Christmas settled, then. I don’t mind if there’s no transport if I can hunker down and watch an entire series of Doctor Who on DVD.
I’ll try and remember to burn off Torchwood and Robin hood for friday.
I want to know i Torchwood is any good before I buy it.
Who am I kidding? It’s Dr. Who, of course I’ll buy it. Especially if it’s metrosexual Captain Jack.
I’m not so sure about Robin Hoodie, tho.
Torchwood is (whisper it, cos I’ll get beaten up) not very good. Too much shagging, not enough aliens.
OK, that’s kind of rub. The whole thing about Dr. Who was that any adult watching it KNEW that the Dr. and his assistants were shagging away like rabbits behind the tardis doors, but it was never overtly shown or stated. The sexual tension was much more interesting than actual sex.
As it almost always is.
i think I am the only person left watching torchwood, and I’ll have to admit that it has gone a bit naval gazy in the second half of the series. Good for 10pm on sundays though.
Ooh good, I like naval gazing.
his topcoat is styled perfectly for gazing of the naval
I quite liked the Alien Eye On Ebay episode with the dead bloke following them around, most of the rest I’ve seen have been a bit rub.
I liked the alien eye one too. I also really liked the one where Suzy came back. Fairies one was OK, the one about the couple with the makeshift abbatoir was appalling, and I can’t even really remember the rest.
(I haven’t seen this week’s yet)
Just don’t do any spoilers, please... I still haven’t seen a single episode.
Should I have another mincepie? Why not.
I’m baking some more on thursday night so we can have some on friday (also to send as xmas presents to people etc.)
This was a very shallow sugary mincepie.
I wonder where my mum hid our mincepies! We bought two packets. I liked the Taste The Difference Brandy flavoured (coz, you know, I’m an alcoholic and all) but my mum perfered the ordinary kind which I found too sweet.
But of course home made ones are the BEST OF ALL!!!
Mince pies and Christmas puddings and Christmas cakes are HORRIBLE!
(I don’t like raisins and sultanas and currants and things like that, which kind of takes the edge off Christmas eating for me)
I used to think that way, Ailsa. I *hated* raisins and anything that had them in. I’m not sure what got me over that hatred. Maybe I just outgrew it. Maybe it was Ed soaking his raisins in SO MUCH BRANDY and we all know that brandy makes everything better.
Brandy butter covers a multitude of sins.
I’d rather just have a glass of brandy (don’t tell your mother, she’ll have me locked up in the Priory).
You terrible alcoholic! Think of your liver! It runs in the family, you know!