In which there is rambling
Yesterday I bought a computer :) Now I have to wait until they deliver it for more computery excitement...
Computers are useful to have, and there are things I've needed to do that haven't been easy without a computer of my own, but it's also a bad thing in a way - I haven't really been able to distract myself online in the evenings and so I haven't, which is good, but I'm not sure how well that'll work when the temptation is around.
Yesterday I also tried to open a new bank account with a visa card (for buying things from foreign places), with an online application thing.
First it crashed quite a lot, and then it put down the wrong address when I'd clicked on the right one and wouldn't let me change it however many times I tried and then crashed again. And then when I started all over again it still wouldn't let me pick my actual address despite clicking on it, and wouldn't let me edit it either, but eventually I edited it to something punctuated slightly differently but still true, and it accepted that, and let me get right to the end through loads of pointless information before crashing again at the bit where I tried to accept their terms.
So my whole application has disappeared into the ether somewhere, and I am strongly tempted to open an account with TSB instead, especially since they have a branch open on Saturday afternoons.
The greengrocers at the top of our road seems to have shut without warning, which is annoying.
It did mean that I went on an expedition to the further away but better greengrocers near Tollcross, and bought rhubarb and little turnips and blaeberries (and raspberries and cherries from the co-op before I found that the greengrocers had rasps for cheaper).
I gave the blaeberries to cblgg1 as a present last night (they were a saw-this-and-thought-of-you sort of thing) and he gave me a cup of tea and let me watch one of the Dr Whos I've missed and play with his miniature stonehenge, and lent me SFX to read and a norwegian cd to listen to, with songs about having a badger in the roof, and how the king might come to dinner (but he might not, and then there'll be more dinner for them).
We also proved that I can't understand norwegian spoken to me by actual norwegian people.
I was also given a cd of random music by someone at my work (the boy I accidentally took home with me at christmas time) and a CD of belgian music by tigger-boing :)
Now I have a stripy blue pad of postit notes :)
... and my officemate just tried to tie me to my chair with sellotape.
I have also run out of lunchtime to write in.
Computers are useful to have, and there are things I've needed to do that haven't been easy without a computer of my own, but it's also a bad thing in a way - I haven't really been able to distract myself online in the evenings and so I haven't, which is good, but I'm not sure how well that'll work when the temptation is around.
Yesterday I also tried to open a new bank account with a visa card (for buying things from foreign places), with an online application thing.
First it crashed quite a lot, and then it put down the wrong address when I'd clicked on the right one and wouldn't let me change it however many times I tried and then crashed again. And then when I started all over again it still wouldn't let me pick my actual address despite clicking on it, and wouldn't let me edit it either, but eventually I edited it to something punctuated slightly differently but still true, and it accepted that, and let me get right to the end through loads of pointless information before crashing again at the bit where I tried to accept their terms.
So my whole application has disappeared into the ether somewhere, and I am strongly tempted to open an account with TSB instead, especially since they have a branch open on Saturday afternoons.
The greengrocers at the top of our road seems to have shut without warning, which is annoying.
It did mean that I went on an expedition to the further away but better greengrocers near Tollcross, and bought rhubarb and little turnips and blaeberries (and raspberries and cherries from the co-op before I found that the greengrocers had rasps for cheaper).
I gave the blaeberries to cblgg1 as a present last night (they were a saw-this-and-thought-of-you sort of thing) and he gave me a cup of tea and let me watch one of the Dr Whos I've missed and play with his miniature stonehenge, and lent me SFX to read and a norwegian cd to listen to, with songs about having a badger in the roof, and how the king might come to dinner (but he might not, and then there'll be more dinner for them).
We also proved that I can't understand norwegian spoken to me by actual norwegian people.
I was also given a cd of random music by someone at my work (the boy I accidentally took home with me at christmas time) and a CD of belgian music by tigger-boing :)
Now I have a stripy blue pad of postit notes :)
... and my officemate just tried to tie me to my chair with sellotape.
I have also run out of lunchtime to write in.