Monday, May 04, 2009
Monday, April 20, 2009
Just like a Bus....
....Hee Haw for ages then three at the same time.
Came in here intending to get internet acces via O2, sort out the iPhone at the Apple shop - cant access blogger properly via the phone and dont seem to be able to access googlemail either - passwords not reognised after they asked me to change - cant be bothered with the rigmarole of getting a new password - can you catch ADD when youre 50? and would Ritalin help? - too old for the application of Hickory as favoured by AD in "A Day in the Life of an Ambulance Driver".
I know I said in my last post my spelling was rubbish, but my typings equally as shite.
Came in here intending to get internet acces via O2, sort out the iPhone at the Apple shop - cant access blogger properly via the phone and dont seem to be able to access googlemail either - passwords not reognised after they asked me to change - cant be bothered with the rigmarole of getting a new password - can you catch ADD when youre 50? and would Ritalin help? - too old for the application of Hickory as favoured by AD in "A Day in the Life of an Ambulance Driver".
I know I said in my last post my spelling was rubbish, but my typings equally as shite.
wOOt!!!!....
....finally got in.
Only a shame I have to come into town and go to the Internet cafe to get through to Blogger.
Stopped my payments to Orange a couple on months ago - they were quick in writing to me to try and get me to pay up, which being the lazy sod that I am, I ignored.
So, they sent me another letter, saying I owed more money plus an administration fee and if I didnt pay up they were going to set a Debt collecting agency on me - cunts!!!
So I phoned them today, told them I was waiting for them to tell me where I was to send the junk, err, equipement that they sent me two years ago to connect to Broadbgand which had in fact never, ever been connected.
Felt good telling them teir service was shite.
And the guff has been taped up so tight they'll break nails trying to unwrap it and its away..........
on Freepost.
Only a shame I have to come into town and go to the Internet cafe to get through to Blogger.
Stopped my payments to Orange a couple on months ago - they were quick in writing to me to try and get me to pay up, which being the lazy sod that I am, I ignored.
So, they sent me another letter, saying I owed more money plus an administration fee and if I didnt pay up they were going to set a Debt collecting agency on me - cunts!!!
So I phoned them today, told them I was waiting for them to tell me where I was to send the junk, err, equipement that they sent me two years ago to connect to Broadbgand which had in fact never, ever been connected.
Felt good telling them teir service was shite.
And the guff has been taped up so tight they'll break nails trying to unwrap it and its away..........
on Freepost.
Thursday, March 26, 2009
Saturday, February 21, 2009
Christ on a crutch...
...I must be a total fanny as I seem to be accrueing so many fucking passwords I cant keep track of them. I only want to get onto the net to play around, giggle at daft photos of cats etc and keep in contact with friends, OK, I can see the need for passwords for security reasons but for fuxake, its going a bit too far.
Username , fuckin' username, to me a user is some cunt who does drugs no some daft twat like me trying to get onto the LOLcats! URL!!! WHAT THE FUCKS THAT - SOUNDS LIKE A POLITE CHUNDER TO ME.
O2 DONT RECOGNISE MY MOBY PHONE NO WHEN i TRY TO REGISTER FOR BROADBAND - BUT THEY CAN FUCKING TAKE THE MONEY OUT OG MY ACCOUNT THOUGH . Bastards.
In the next couple of weeks, Orange are going to get shirty with me cos I cancelled the direct debit to them, serves them right for going out of the country for the call centres, and they'll want the broadband guff back they sent me - which has never been connected.
Still cant get logged onto iTunes - which is why I want the fucking broadband in the first place and the fucking laptop, which has never been on the net as I use it as an entertainment centre for CD'S, DVD'S dosnt fucking recognise them anymore so wont play.....cunts.
Thank Christ I can get onto bloggers with the iPhone.
Wonder how hard it will be for me to log on via it - easy for other cunts, nigh on impossible for me.
Realise I'm using the C-word more than ususal - I've just got onto an Irish blogger called Twenty Major, some guy from Dublin I've discovered via the Scaryduck blogsite - dead funny and swears as much as anyone I've ever met from Dublin can swear.
Bet he dosn't have any problems with bloody passwords, URL'S ETC.
Username , fuckin' username, to me a user is some cunt who does drugs no some daft twat like me trying to get onto the LOLcats! URL!!! WHAT THE FUCKS THAT - SOUNDS LIKE A POLITE CHUNDER TO ME.
O2 DONT RECOGNISE MY MOBY PHONE NO WHEN i TRY TO REGISTER FOR BROADBAND - BUT THEY CAN FUCKING TAKE THE MONEY OUT OG MY ACCOUNT THOUGH . Bastards.
In the next couple of weeks, Orange are going to get shirty with me cos I cancelled the direct debit to them, serves them right for going out of the country for the call centres, and they'll want the broadband guff back they sent me - which has never been connected.
Still cant get logged onto iTunes - which is why I want the fucking broadband in the first place and the fucking laptop, which has never been on the net as I use it as an entertainment centre for CD'S, DVD'S dosnt fucking recognise them anymore so wont play.....cunts.
Thank Christ I can get onto bloggers with the iPhone.
Wonder how hard it will be for me to log on via it - easy for other cunts, nigh on impossible for me.
Realise I'm using the C-word more than ususal - I've just got onto an Irish blogger called Twenty Major, some guy from Dublin I've discovered via the Scaryduck blogsite - dead funny and swears as much as anyone I've ever met from Dublin can swear.
Bet he dosn't have any problems with bloody passwords, URL'S ETC.
Sunday, January 25, 2009
Well, its all downhill...
...from now on.
Finally hit the 50th birthday. Even the auld dear referred to me as Auld yin - wee sod.
Was at a Comedy club on Wed. that was doing a Charity night for the Unit - was waiting outside like a wee frozen snotter - turned out a few of the girls were in a pub nearby but because I'd changed to the iPhone and had stopped looking at the old moby, I'd missed the call telling me to meet in the Pub. It was great though when I saw them staggering down the road towards The Stand which quickly turned to arse flapping fear when I saw the hat-as-comedy-birthday-cake they wanted me to wear, that and a badge the size of a dinner-plate saying "Fabulous and 50", (How very true).
Jesus Christ-on-a-crutch, talk about making yourself into Bait - those bloody comedians would have verbally shredded me if I sat right in front of the stage wearing the fucking thing.
Needless to say, it was a brilliant night, pished ourselves daft, the guy who organised the night raised an extra £200 - odd quid by shaving of his beard - got some great photos on the iPhone too.
What really floored me though was the girls had not only taken the time to write out birthday cards for me - but they gave me beautifull presents too, unloooked for but very definately appreciated - Thanks again Girls, you're a Great Bunch.
Went to wee maws the day before the Birthday - she gave me a pound for every year which I'll use to get a ring to go with the amber stuff she got me for xmas, also gave me last weeks Falkirk Herald - read through it and totally missed the entry she'd put in for my birthday - with a picture taken when I was in first year at N.K. - Fuxake, talk about looking innocent!
Last night, met up with Bryan and Derek, first to their house where I got my present - a Birthday cake, including candles, and a beautifull amber and smokey quartz necklace, which is absolutely gorgeous and they took me out to dinner to a wee Italian place in Hope st - La Lanterna, totally buzzing with conversation cos it was mobbed with people, and once we'd tried the food it was easy to see why - absolutly perfect, great service and lovely wine - the G & T was perfect too.
A fantastic night and a lovely end to a week I'd been dreading becuase, I can say it now, it really bothered me, the thought opf turning 50, still, prefer that to the alternative ie. being dead but it seemed to be a real psychological block, but I've got there
What the Fuck - at least I'm not 60!.
Finally hit the 50th birthday. Even the auld dear referred to me as Auld yin - wee sod.
Was at a Comedy club on Wed. that was doing a Charity night for the Unit - was waiting outside like a wee frozen snotter - turned out a few of the girls were in a pub nearby but because I'd changed to the iPhone and had stopped looking at the old moby, I'd missed the call telling me to meet in the Pub. It was great though when I saw them staggering down the road towards The Stand which quickly turned to arse flapping fear when I saw the hat-as-comedy-birthday-cake they wanted me to wear, that and a badge the size of a dinner-plate saying "Fabulous and 50", (How very true).
Jesus Christ-on-a-crutch, talk about making yourself into Bait - those bloody comedians would have verbally shredded me if I sat right in front of the stage wearing the fucking thing.
Needless to say, it was a brilliant night, pished ourselves daft, the guy who organised the night raised an extra £200 - odd quid by shaving of his beard - got some great photos on the iPhone too.
What really floored me though was the girls had not only taken the time to write out birthday cards for me - but they gave me beautifull presents too, unloooked for but very definately appreciated - Thanks again Girls, you're a Great Bunch.
Went to wee maws the day before the Birthday - she gave me a pound for every year which I'll use to get a ring to go with the amber stuff she got me for xmas, also gave me last weeks Falkirk Herald - read through it and totally missed the entry she'd put in for my birthday - with a picture taken when I was in first year at N.K. - Fuxake, talk about looking innocent!
Last night, met up with Bryan and Derek, first to their house where I got my present - a Birthday cake, including candles, and a beautifull amber and smokey quartz necklace, which is absolutely gorgeous and they took me out to dinner to a wee Italian place in Hope st - La Lanterna, totally buzzing with conversation cos it was mobbed with people, and once we'd tried the food it was easy to see why - absolutly perfect, great service and lovely wine - the G & T was perfect too.
A fantastic night and a lovely end to a week I'd been dreading becuase, I can say it now, it really bothered me, the thought opf turning 50, still, prefer that to the alternative ie. being dead but it seemed to be a real psychological block, but I've got there
What the Fuck - at least I'm not 60!.
Sunday, January 18, 2009
Sodding crackdown at...
...work means that we cant get a lot of net access like we used too, all those bastards trying for cheap flights have screwed it for the rest of us, OK, guilty of looking at ebay etc but... I stuck to my break times to do it, not when I should have been working. So that makes it OK eh!
The weathers turned really cold again, snow has been forecast and what shoes do I have to wear????.... a pair of bloody mules because I managed to catch my heel when I was closing the big Cast-iron gates at the site @ 10 days ago and just about ripped the heel of myself - no kidding, a full thickness cut at about the level of the achilles tendon, just where the heel of the shoe would sit so I cant wear anything with a closed back until it all heals up - God knows how long that will take. Luckily the gates had been painted recently so they were fairly clean, however, the wound was quite inflammed for a few days, but well demarcated so didnt feel the need to bother the GP - at least he couldn't say THAT was due to my age!.
Just covered it with tegaderm and left nature to get on with it.
Great for making people boak at work when I show them it - hard to believe some of them are qualified Nurses!
Going to a charity comedy night up at Gt. Western Rd on Wed. its the 2nd one this couple - had a bairn in the unit last year - but was too unwell to got to the last one. B & D cant make it to this one, but will try to make it to the next one in March when Frankie Boyle is doing the patter, he's funny on the telly and in his column for the Daily Retard, should be even better when he's doing a show live.
The weathers turned really cold again, snow has been forecast and what shoes do I have to wear????.... a pair of bloody mules because I managed to catch my heel when I was closing the big Cast-iron gates at the site @ 10 days ago and just about ripped the heel of myself - no kidding, a full thickness cut at about the level of the achilles tendon, just where the heel of the shoe would sit so I cant wear anything with a closed back until it all heals up - God knows how long that will take. Luckily the gates had been painted recently so they were fairly clean, however, the wound was quite inflammed for a few days, but well demarcated so didnt feel the need to bother the GP - at least he couldn't say THAT was due to my age!.
Just covered it with tegaderm and left nature to get on with it.
Great for making people boak at work when I show them it - hard to believe some of them are qualified Nurses!
Going to a charity comedy night up at Gt. Western Rd on Wed. its the 2nd one this couple - had a bairn in the unit last year - but was too unwell to got to the last one. B & D cant make it to this one, but will try to make it to the next one in March when Frankie Boyle is doing the patter, he's funny on the telly and in his column for the Daily Retard, should be even better when he's doing a show live.
50th Birthday treat...
....to my self has been an Iphone. Does everything except make the tea if the blurb is anything to go by.
Can access You Tube when I'm near a wi-fi connection or down the town, or if the guy in the flat next door has his computer on! Knew he'd come in handy for something other than blocking the main sewer with a mophead.
Except I cant get Itunes yet. Which is a bit annoying when part of the attraction for buying the damn thing was that it also acts as an ipod, still, they have teaching sessions at the apple store in the town so I may have to sign up for one of those, meantime, I keep accessing the down load lists for all the tunes/albums I want to buy and cant get access too and its driving me mental.
The wee thing they give you for charging it is total pants too, but I've just bought a Docking thingy which should allow me to charge the fucker and use it to play tunes, when I can get onto iTunes.
Fucking technology, its easier to leave messages with a sodding can of sparay paint, even if all you're saying is TONGS YA BASS.
Can access You Tube when I'm near a wi-fi connection or down the town, or if the guy in the flat next door has his computer on! Knew he'd come in handy for something other than blocking the main sewer with a mophead.
Except I cant get Itunes yet. Which is a bit annoying when part of the attraction for buying the damn thing was that it also acts as an ipod, still, they have teaching sessions at the apple store in the town so I may have to sign up for one of those, meantime, I keep accessing the down load lists for all the tunes/albums I want to buy and cant get access too and its driving me mental.
The wee thing they give you for charging it is total pants too, but I've just bought a Docking thingy which should allow me to charge the fucker and use it to play tunes, when I can get onto iTunes.
Fucking technology, its easier to leave messages with a sodding can of sparay paint, even if all you're saying is TONGS YA BASS.
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