Personally

Jenson Button said: “It’s great to be sat here as World Champion and I personally think I thoroughly deserve it,” added Button. ”
He did not say “It’s great to be sat here as World Champion and I think I thoroughly deserve it,” added Button. ”

But there is now difference is there? So Jacq says to me “Would you like to go Tesco or Asda?”. If I say ‘personally’ in my reply that’s just adding a word to make my reply longer. It makes no sense at all in this context. (In fact it makes Jensen look like Mr Ego. Which he is entitled to be but advertising that in a more subtle way will stop so many people hating you). I can understand it if you are a banker trying to justify not giving someone some of your epic profits and you want to distance yourself (this means ‘lie’) from the mean ones upstairs .. “Well personally I would but the bank just won’t let me” (Yeah right you money clawing parasite) .. but most of the time that word means nothing, adds nothing, it makes you look stupid. Back to Tesco – so J asks me and I say “Personally I’d choose Tesco”. Why not just say “Tesco”? And if I know that she wants Asda why not just say that? It’s no big deal but so often – watch it on tv, read it in the news – people throw this word around as if some little guy is pulling all the levers in their head but for a moment loses control allows some vestige of personality to come through.
Your head, your view, your words. So stop with the ‘personally’.

(New category created – irritants. How the hell it’s taken me this long I have no idea. Not like I’m Mr Calm and Forgiving is it? And I’ve lots to post in this one.)

Ill 2.

So, as I was saying, it’s not healthy here and D got ill. Jacq had rang NHS Direct who put her through to the pandemic line who took all the info and gave her the code needed to get the Tamiflu. I grabbed the ID needed for us both (she stayed home) and we headed off to the pickup point.

Just off the center of the city was the health centre we needed to be. It wasn’t urgent but then it was 4pm and the F1 was due to start at 5pm. So there was some incentive to ignore the scenery. Leicester is – some say proudly – a multicultural city. The problem is that other cultures may not appreciate what “sunday” is. What we expect is quiet streets, hardly anyone around, being able to move quickly. In this area of the city it was like Saturday. All the shops are open, kids wandering about, people stopping at junctions and having a chat while still in their damn cars and while it wasn’t a carnival it was certainly very lively in an old, slow, treacle-like way. Took us forever. Well, okay, maybe 30 mins longer than it should. I had by now given up on the F1 start and was hoping to see the end. We get to the health centre and I wander in.

A hand.

I have to get past the “guy at desk” but he’s pleasant enough. Then use lots of foam on my hands to be sure I am “clean” and I go through to the waiting bit. After my repeating D’s d.o.b. a nurse comes over to me. I reckon she qualified in the 70′s. She’s pretty old and talks down to me. Her first question “So what are your daughter’s symptoms?” Eh? What? We’ve told NHS Direct, we’ve told the National Pandemic line and you wizened creature want me to tell you? “My wife has rang everyone, we have the code and I’ve left work to come and get it” (which was true. I had moved away from my keyboard). She accepted that. Then she shows me the leaflets, packet of Tamiflu etc and as I take the packet she sees my hand. “What’s that?” I told her it’s a steel ring. “How did it get there?” I was bored one day and wondered if I could get one in I reply (which is the absolute real honest truth). She then says it makes me look like I’ve been to prison and they are tracking me (that’s a new one) and from that moment on she talks to my hand. Really. Lots of “yeah, I will, she will, okay, thanks, we will, yes, uhuh” as she goes through the big words on the Important Piece Of Paper and eventually I get away. She was one strange staff nurse.
Get back home back going out and round the city which took longer (F1? What F1?) and stopping at a couple of pharmacies to stock up on sore throat spray, soluble painkillers. D is now (it’s about 23:00) starting to feel a little better. Her boss has been called and he has to complete oodles of paperwork and her interview tomorrow is looking dodgy. Not the best start to the week for her but then we all have one and then another and then … it’s how things are.

As for the F1, the BBC stream was interrupted many times so I’ve emailed O2 about my contract and I’ll move.

Ill goes around

Eldest comes back from work (may have said she’s now a qualified lifeguard so she’s around a lot of people obviously) and is not feeling great, turns out to be flu. This was around a month ago. Youngest then gets ill with the same so we have 2 ill daughters. Then Jacq comes down with it. MS + a bug = MS gets worse. Eldest comes out of it, Jacq’s settles in for longer. Then I get it and the resulting feeling of ill and coughing (which I’m still doing now) means I don’t go to Canada. Youngest gets well, mine is lingering as is Jacq’s. 2 days ago youngest comes down again with what appears to be a raging cold – temp, coughing, sore throat. And today eldest comes back having been sent home from work for being ill. This is not a healthy house, not by a long way.

In other news …. Monster Hunter looks good, partway through the training there. FF VII continues. Just found a sealed copy of Disgaea: Afternoon of Darkness so that’s me set with RPG’s for a long time indeed. Bored now with Burnout Paradise, Battlefield 1943 makes me swear far too much (“Do you have to keep saying that word?” says Jacq. “Yes” I reply “because he IS one”) so I’m going to play SOCOM: Confrontation.

I was going to write more but apparently we have to go get eldest some Tamiflu. See – it’s not healthy here!

Gately and BBC

So some Irish lad who could sing (according to some) and who had done nothing of note otherwise gets a huge amount of live coverage at his funeral. Where is the sense in that? I hope that Ozzy gets a full state funeral, that the presenters wear black, that they clear the schedules and play only all his songs and performances, that they afford real respect to someone who not only shaped music but to someone who has stood the test of time. Because right now it’s beyond ridiculous.

(Don’t like jokes about Gately? Then do not click this link)

New game.

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Drinking tip

In Tesco you can buy Apple, Lychee and Lemon Smoothie. You can also buy Diet Kick (cheap red bull type stuff. 2 litres for £1.20 right now. I bought 10 bottles, Should last til Monday). When the two are combined it does not curdle and tastes surprisingly good. Fruity and fast :)

No talk, just cope.

Until her sickness do us part: why men leave ill partners
Men are seven times more likely than women to leave a seriously ill partner, a study has found. So why are males less able to cope? Times Online

I joined a forum recently for me. Nothing at all to do with Jacq. I joined one night in one of those brief moments where I (foolishly) believe that typing words into a forum can help. But in matters of the mind it cannot, at least not for me. It always struck me as odd that people will gather and talk about how they used to drink, what they drank, where they drank etc. Surely such AA meetings just reinforce drink? If you are going to stop, stop. Worked for me. Anyway, back to chatting online. There are a fair number of resources for mental health problems but they don’t actually fix anything. I’ve said before that I have a domain with a blog and I go there to rant about things, ponder, wail and everything else negative. Because you don’t know where it is the space is safe. I really can – and do – say what I want. And then I erase it some time later because the act of writing and publishing was good enough. But it doesn’t stop the same irritants happening again. Nothing can.
So in those moments – had one earlier whole going round Tesco with Jacq – “Hey, do you also seem to go shopping when all the other stupid people go? When people that cannot see wheelchairs are there? When people tut tut as you go by? When people just haven’t a single bloody clue how bad they make the whole experience? Won’t get out of the way?” – where I think talking to someone about it might help I have to realise there are only 2 outcomes: (1) the person agrees with me and we start ripping into everyone and everything or (2) the person says No and I call them an idiot. So it would not be constructive to talk, it’s destruction on both paths. Negative.
Maybe it’s the man thing – that we need a fix, we need the solution.

There is a phone downstairs and one next to me up here. Here is what happens when J calls me:
“Hi, sorry and I know you are busy and have work to do but the food will be on the table in a minute if you want to come down”
Here is what I want to happen when J calls me:
“Food”.
I just want the reason. All those other words just annoy me, they get in the way, it takes longer to say. She knows that I just want ‘Food” but finds it really difficult to reduce an entire sentence or two into a single word. And I cannot see her view either.

Sometimes someone from Social Services will come round and J will talk to them, tell them how she is etc. I have no idea why she does this apart from the woman thing about needing to talk, to share etc. I’m quite plain: “Will you help?” and when they say what passes for No – but they can’t just say those 2 letters – I tell them that there is no point, why are they here, they can tick the “Saw them today” box. Social Services? Complete waste of everyone’e time. They kill children don’t they?

So, back to the article. I wonder where and why these men talk? I have doubts they do. I suspect it’s just coping mechanisms because talking about something that cannot be changed in an exercise in pointlessness. It’s also wrong to say “less able’ because maybe we were never taught or never learned how to cope. It’s not a class in school but it is something you pick up from people you hang around with so if they don’t, you can’t learn. “less able” seems more negative way to say it.

Would have been more interesting to see an article where physical disability was a significant element as that changes things on a huge new level.

Getting busy.

As Sickipedia is busy I may as well blog something.
Bought Monster Hunter Freedom Unite for the PSP which has a couple of hundred hours gameplay in it. I’m still playing Final Fantasy VII on the PSP and just rediscovered Everybody’s Golf on it too. Fallout3 GOTY will arrive Friday. This should arrive tomorrow:

That should keep me entertained as I nuke spam. Though if it amuses me as much as Trigger Happy TV does then no work at all will be done. No bad thing because of the mistakes I could otherwise make. And a headset I bought broke after less than 10 days. Sent it back yesterday and hopefully I’ll be sent a new (new = still encased in that solid plastic “You need a welding torch to get through this stuff” case). If not then I will feel obliged to use every colourful word I know in a blog post and in many such twitter posts. It wouldn’t change the result but I’ll feel better after wasting a stack of cash. So I’m hoping I have no need to insult but to praise instead. Their call.

If you’ve not played it, Canabalt is a game of choice right now.

I was reminded of Mr Minchin by this joke on Reddit:

So I went to Tim Minchin’s show the other day…..and he was saying how during one of his shows in New York this guy in the front row wouldn’t stop heckling and defending creationism and the Bible (Tim is an atheist and does a lot of jokes on religion).

Heckler: But evolution is just a theory.

Tim: I hope you feel the same way about the theory of gravity and just float the fuck away.

Image uploading is f*cked.

Little Snapper.
Try to upload and if something goes wrong it says “Login failed”. Why? Because the company that made it went and broke it. Posted to their forum on 23 September saying they’d fix it. It’s not fixed. Not even an update. Nice.

Skitch.
Fails and says “The server refused Skitch connection.
Please check your “user” and “password” settings” but it’s not those that are wrong. You could put a gun to my head and I’d still tell you the details I gave it are right. No wonder it’s still in beta – you’d think error messages should be helpful.

And all I want to do is upload an image. Yet 2 programs – 2 competing programs that really should be out-doing each other in improvements fail completely. Race no-one wants to win it seems.

If I copy, letter for letter, space for space, the Forklift settings into Skitch it should work right? Does it hell. It tells me my username and pw are wrong. No.they.are.not.