Lexifabricographer - Where good concepts go to die
Words that go together, although not necessarily terribly well
Sometimes I like to pretend to be other, better people
Stands for Play By Mail, or possibly Postal Brutality Mongers
Yes, of course I have one. Doesn't mean I'm not prepared to trade for yours, though.
This is where the bodies are buried
Talk to me
Get me the hell out of here!


Wednesday, December 01, 2004

A more positive me

I am currently completely snowed under with work, so as usual I am avoiding it by writing blog entries. This is a dilemma recognisably characteristic of the forthcoming century, I’ve no doubt. I’ve just arrived at work after what I suspect will be my session with the counsellor/shrink who has been helping me work through my work avoidance/procrastination issues. With mixed success, obviously. Ahem

The main thing I’ve been needing to sort through is my trepidation about the project I’ll be working on, which I shall now dub Operation Pacifica. I’ve never been a project manager before, there’s a lot of expectation surrounding this thing (particularly with regard to unrealistic deadlines) and I’m not sure I really understand the scope of the job. The Shrink, whom I shall call Jackie (her actual name, though perhaps not the correct spelling), made a pretty good fist of convincing me that a) everybody has a first time that they do stuff like this, b) my supervisors think I can do it and I trust their judgment in most other respects, and c) I can’t control everything. Oh, and d) shouldn’t I be looking at this as a fun challenge?

Well, yeah, obviously I should. Operation Pacifica has a bit of history, and it’s been mishandled a lot in the past, and it involves a lot of people with different ideas about what is involved…but hey, I might actually be able to make it work. It’s not, technically speaking, all that hard and I’m surrounded by experienced people who are generous with advice and guidance, so there’s no real reason why I shouldn’t be able to pull it off. It just that…well, I’ve never done it before.

Then again, before last month I’d never resheeted a ceiling before, and that turned out to be not all that hard. So perhaps I should just shut up and get on with it, yeah?


Wow!

Which is short for World of Warcraft, the new and utterly gorgeous-looking (and –playing, I hear) online RPG. Just looking at the screenshots makes me weep with frustration that I’m not playing it now. Just the mere thought of it makes me want not only to buy a broadband connection, a zippy new computer and a copy of the game, but also to do the same for everyone I know and love, that they may join me in the game, where we can live out our happy, quillboar-slaughtering lives in sheer contentment.

BTW, if you are someone I know and love, be advised that I am skint and therefore am not likely to buy you either a copy of this or any other game, any kind of computer nor indeed a broadband connection. Sorry.

Anyway, I think I can afford the broadband connection, so what it comes down to is whether I can afford the game, the online account fee and the time to play it. Hmm. Well, if I give up eating…


Shiny new headwear

One of the things I can’t give up is riding the motorbike. Despite the horrid warmth of summer specifically, global warming generally and the requisite thick protective clothing as an added bonus, I’m expecting to increase rather than reduce the amount of riding I’m doing. One reason is that I’m now the proud owner of a full, open motorcycle license, which allows me to ride anything I want (except a dinosaur. Dammit). Another reason is that I just bought a sweet new Shark helmet (I won’t link to their website – it has an unnecessarily annoying level of Flash animation) with a ‘blue iridium’ visor (to replace the sunglasses you can’t wear with this helmet, and also for enhanced blueness). It has some great features, like the fact that it cuts out virtually all bike noise, and the fact that, as with all new helmets, it feels like I’m receiving depressed fractures of the cheeks every time I put it on. I’m assured it with mould itself to my face shape before too long…

Now all I need is a better bike to go with it!



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3 Comments:

Congrats on the bike license. The mototcyclists up here suggest that new open licence holders work up slowly to the 1000cc monster donor mobiles, but if you're skint you won't be buying one for a while anyway.
I bought a shiny new bicycle yesterday...it has gears and brakes that you put on with your hands...wow. This may sound normal but since 1984 I've been riding a 1 gear malvern star with foot brakes that rides like you're in high gear all the time (ask Amanda - she's ridden it). I spent last night putting it together with only one stubbed and cut toe from when I was looking for a screwdriver. Only problem is that when you put on the front brake, it stays on. I need to find someone with bike experience to fine tune the brake before I'm free as a bird and not dependant on unleaded petrol.

By Jenny, at 10:01 AM  

Comments on your Nanowrimo efforts are conspicuous by their absence. Can I take this to mean that you are not an award winner this year?

By Marco, at 5:04 PM  

Re: NaNo - What with moving and renovating, I knew it was never going to happen this year, so I didn't even make the attempt. It would only have been possible by foregoing 50,000 words worth of sleep, which I can ill afford at the best of times. Once the household settles down and we lose maybe one or two of the people currently living with us, I'll probably have myself an unofficial NaNo sometime early next year.

By Dave, at 8:08 AM  

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