Because she asked so nicely and because I, um, hadn’t realised she was blogging again… (how am I supposed to keep up if people don’t tell me when they are back?), and because he’s already done it, here is a fascinating list of all all the mobile phones I have owned:
Sidenote: I still use blogrolling (can’t find an alternative with the same options – anyone?). If there is no list of sites here it’s because blogrolling is down and as it’s been yo-yo-ing for the past couple of days then it’s probably more likely than not.
On Monday I asked for some suggestions of sites that may, or may not, be added to my blogroll in the future. I like to keep a separate list of such sites, monitor them for a while and then switch them over to the main list (the one that appears on this site).
You gave me some great suggestions, thank you everyone, and having spent a few days with them I thought I’d share the list with you. This is not ALL the sites suggested, but the ones that I think MAY be worth reading for a while.
I’ve added a few I found myself as well so have a gander. You never know, your NEXT favourite blog might be listed below!
Now I should point out that this isn’t a competition, and I hope this isn’t all a little too pretentious, it’s not meant to be, it’s just the way my mind works. I like to plan and list and evaluate most things (probably too much), and my “blogroll” is no different. To those guys and gals that are listed above, don’t worry about it, you’ll doubtless even notice the effects bar the odd extra click here or there.
It drives her nuts, and drives me nuts as well but I don’t know WHY I do it.
I know why I pick my nails, it’s a mild form of self abuse etc etc but why oh why oh why do I bite my teeth together?? It’s completely unconscious, and happens at random. I’ll be, say, sitting watching TV and just start biting, clicking my teeth together.
Anyone got any ideas? And, more importantly, how do I stop it!
Note: Gum shields have been threatened already, I’d prefer to treat the cause rather than the symptoms.
In other news, Desperate Housewives, no new series until NEXT YEAR!!! AARGH.
Last week a colleague decided to make his laptop a cup of tea. The laptop didn’t like it (not enough milk I think) and threw a hissy fit* before going in the huff. He needed a laptop similar to his to take with him on a business trip this week and, as I was off for three days last week, I offered mine to allow him time to get it all setup properly. Ain’t I nice.
The deal was that his laptop (the one in the huff) would be sent away (presumably for therapy and group hugs) and I’d take it when it came back. I figured if it was sent away on Wednesday last week then I’d have a replacement by Wednesday this week, or Thursday at the very latest.
When did they send it away?
Feckin arseflaps. Essentially that means I’m without my laptop for the week, and I’m not expecting a replacement until Monday NEXT week. I’m currently stuck on an old, tiny screened (10″) redundant brick. It takes about 20 minutes to start, presuming you can find the crank handle. Needless to say I’m a bit pissed off. Well I was, but a wee stroll at lunchtime has helped.
* Blew the motherboard, his hard drive was OK.