| Sunday 30th November 2003 19:41MST | → 0 Comments |
The disc (and manual) arrived for my new MP3 player yesterday. All in all I’m quite satisfied with it. The interface is a little clunky and, as usual with a lot of audio software, the Musicmatch app needed to download the files scores highly on the irritating, counter-intuitive scale.
Last night I went out for a pseudo company meal with seven others. This was for those who didn’t go to the main one a few weeks ago. We went to a small Italian place in Guildford which is highly rated. A fun time for all and comfortably within budget.
Not long come back from shopping in town. It’s currently p*ssing it down. My Heal’s bag got soaked and fell apart and I was desperately trying to stop a rather expensive gardening book for bf getting ruined. It seems to have survived.
Also bought a new MP3 player, as my current one has a battery drain problem so is unusable after only 45 minutes. Now I have a Ministry of Sound MP028, chosen based on its battery life, capacity (20Gb) and all-round coolness. However, it came without the software disc so I can’t install the drivers. I emailed MOS support and they’ve promised to send one to me.
A senior judge has criticised the USA over Guantanamo Bay, thus showing up the cowardice of that house-trained sycophant that passes for our Prime Minister (who is in the process of introducing yet another law threatening civil liberties).
In fact, calling it Guantanmo Bay makes it sound far too innocuous - essentially it’s Guantanamo Concentration Camp.
Also depressing is the possibility of the EU undermining it’s own data protection laws to satisfy US demands for air passenger’s personal details. Is there no-one left in the world with any sense of integrity?
… and the rest of the weekend was unremarkable. Only one brief conversation with my mother, quizzing me on bf and admitting that she thought I was going to say I had AIDS. Other than that everything was exactly as before. Fifteen years of fear over.
Of course, it’s a good thing I told her considering that I had earlier given her an old filing cabinet I no longer needed and included all my folder inserts. However, I never bothered to remove the tags on those inserts and, on having a quick look at them in passing yesterday, noticed the tag on the first insert was for my ‘Queercard’. Oops!
It’s done. I came out to my mother and sister not more than ten minutes ago. I was shaking when I told them and I still am now! My sister’s reaction was ‘So? At least you’re still my brother’. My mother went quiet and only mentioned afterwards that I should ‘be careful’ (first thing on her mind might have been worrying that I would be dead from AIDS within two years). Otherwise there were no fireworks, no questions, no debate.
Whether this is how they really feel, I don’t know - only time will tell. My sister told me later that the idea had crossed their minds (both of them). Small confirmation of a known fact.
They equally seemed unfazed that I wouldn’t be spending xmas with them. No comments on that at all.
Keep watching the skies.
Here at my mother’s house. I was in M&S in Leamington this morning when I heard we had won the Rugby World Cup. Near the checkouts was a radio and there seemed to be a surprising number of women listening. Everyone was talking about it - one of those few moments of camaradare between British people.
I haven’t bought up the subject of my ‘news’ yet. I’m still looking for the right moment, which will be when my mother and eldest sister (who I’m close to) are here at the same time.
Bf apologised for some rather ‘curt’ emails he’s sent recently - he was feeling bad. I accept that but still fell this Xmas is going to be hard work, at the very least just spending my time hoping he doesn’t go off the rails (in any sense). Anxiety attack-mungous.
At the bottom of a mailing list mail from the CICC was a pseudo-Chinese proverb:
“Those who say it cannot be done should not stand in the way of those who are doing it.”
Bush hasn’t even arrived but I’m already sick of the fawning attitude of the BBC (especially PM) over this visit as if it’s the most important thing ever to happen in this country. It’s not that they’re acting like gung-ho fans but the absolute blanket coverage of every little detail and he’s not even here yet!.
Just as bad is all the commentry on the US steel tarrifs, with business types and even Gordon Brown criticising possible trade sanctions by the EU. I suspect they’re trying to delay sanctions to the US can enjoy all the benefits of the tariffs and lift them at the last moment - yet again being allowed to get away with breaking international law when it suits them.
Possibly difficult times ahead, for the usual reasons. Bf has gone very bizarre. More later.
Wacky search time time. All of these are just from today:
minutes spent watching tv countries europe
student photos on rug
a name for a fish with no name that lives in my room