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So, it's an undisputed fact that I am a total dunce when it comes to technical stuff.

This is evidenced by the fact that every now and again, I'm tippy-tapping away on my computer and I think to myself, 'I really must back all this stuff up at some point'. And do I do it? No, of course I bloody don't, because that's something someone with two functioning brain cells to rub together would do.

*sigh*

So, I guess you know where this is going...

A couple of weeks ago, my laptop had some kind of mysterious technical burp - no idea when or why or even what happened, but the bottom line is that several documents that I had saved have somehow spontaneously disappeared. These were long-standing documents that I've been dipping in and out of for years, things like dapplegrey art stock record and my list of birthday dates. I've looked in my junk folder, I've looked in other folders, I've looked in the computer search function, heck, I've even looked down the back of the sofa and these documents are gone forever, vanished into the ether somewhere.

Now, unfortunately one of the missing documents is my Supernatural Christmas card list - which is an embuggerance of epic proportions!

Therefore, I have a favour to ask...

Those of you that are on my Christmas card list, you know who you are - which is good, because I don't any more :(

Please could you add your name and post address to this post (I have screened comments) or send it to me in a DM if you feel more comfortable doing so!

Thank you. Luckily, I've got plenty of time to rebuild my Christmas card list...

And do a sodding back up!!!!!!

Not the best way to start a week.

Today was my first day back from annual leave and I was getting ready to go to work. It was about 8 am and I was making breakfast when suddenly there was a loud pop, sparks, the toaster went bang and my toast bounced off the ceiling. The circuit breakers did their job, and all the lights and mains electricity went out.

I went out to the circuit breakers and reset the lights circuit, but when I went to reset the mains electricity circuit, it was jammed and I couldn't move it. I fiddled and faffed or a couple of minutes but no joy. I phoned Mr D, and he couldn't figure out a reason why it wasn't resetting either.

So I had no mains electricity. That meant no kettle, no fridge, no broadband, no phone charger...

Awesome!

So I called British Gas, the company that I have a homecare contract with and they said they'd send out an engineer before 1 pm.

I called work and told them that I'd have to work from home this morning, then sat down to wait for the engineer.

By mid day, my phone, my work phone and my work laptop were all down to minimal battery with no way to recharge them.. I was having to use the mobile hotspot on my phone so that was tearing through my battery and my data like no tomorrow.

Then at about 12.15 pm I got a phone call from British Gas. The numpty who had put the booking in hadn't marked it as an emergency, so they couldn't actually get an engineer out until 4pm - 6pm.

Bloody hell!!!

But I decided to make the best of a rubbish situation. If the engineer wasn't due until after 4pm, I could go down to the local coffee shop, get a hot drink and a sandwich, plug all my devices in to get them charging and do a bit of work at the same time.

And that's exactly what I did. I got a good constructive couple of hours in.

Until at 2.45 pm, I got a text from the engineer while I was sitting in the coffee shop. 'I'm sorry I missed you, please call British Gas to reschedule.'

AAAAAAAAAARRRRGHHH!!!!!

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One frantic phonecall to British Gas, and a meltdown later, and I had arranged for the engineer to come back at the end of his shift between 6pm and 7pm.

At least I had some decent charge on my devices so could get a bit more work done now.

In the end, the engineer got to me about 5.30 pm. He explained that somehow, a little test button on the mains circuit breaker got pressed (I may even have inadvertantly done it when I was trying to reset them). This means that the system wouldn't have been able to reset the breaker until the 'test' button was released.

It took him all of ten seconds to fix it.

The Fourth Wall Break uploaded by Supernatural is Life

The Fourth Wall Break uploaded by Supernatural is Life

Think I might start having cereal instead of toast in the mornings from now on ...

Current Mood: relieved
Current Location: Home

I saw this sign in my local town this morning, and seriously, this sort of sloppiness makes me cringe.

I get that no-one is good at everything, I'm a case in point - I'm crap at most things that don't involve words and creativity. But for God's sake, if you're not sure - get a damn proofreader!!!

Current Mood: irritated
Current Location: Home

I'm feeling a bit maudlin today.

I should have been flying to Rome for Jus in Bello today. It didn't help that Outlook politely popped up a reminder that I was supposed to be on annual leave this morning when I sat down at my work computer with a mass of emails to wade through.

Total first world problems, I know; and I also know that we're in the middle of a global pandemic and thousands of people have got far more to worry about than my missed convention, but I still can't help having myself a little pity party.

It's all been postponed to December, but even then, there's no guarantee that it'll go ahead ...

But anyhow, enough of that. I found this fun little Supernatural meme the other day, and I've been meaning to have a go at it to distract myself:

Feel free to snag it if you want to have a go!

( Meme here )

( Day 1 )

Current Mood: melancholy
Current Location: Home

So, it was this morning, pissing down with rain, when I set off driving to work.

I'm half a mile away from the office, just over the level crossing, and stationary in a queue of traffic, when ... WHAM! Some prat in a giant Mercedes 4WD runs straight into the back of me.

( Read more... )

Current Mood: content
Current Location: Home

June is the month when I renew my car insurance, and I've been determined to do something about it this year. It's been getting more and more expensive, especially over the last couple of years after I had to declare a speeding endorsement two and a half years ago (36 in a 30 limit, whoops, my bad!)

At the moment, I'm paying £600 a year, and that's ludicrous. I'm a fifty-one year old woman with almost 30 years driving experience who drives a people carrier - I'm hardly a high-risk boy racer!

So, I had a crappy drive home from work last night, and when I got in, I was feeling bolshy and spoiling for a fight, so I decided then was as good a time any as any to contact my insurance company.

The conversation went thus...

"Hello, how can we help you?"
"Hello, yes, I'd like to know how much notice you'd need for me to cancel my policy."
"Oh, are you thinking of leaving us."
"Oh yes, too right I'm thinking of leaving you."
"Can I ask why you want to leave us?"
"Have a look at my policy and see if you can guess."
"Is it the cost?"
"Bingo! I've been seeking quotes from other providers and the most expensive one I've found is just over half what you're charging me."
"Well, I'm sorry to hear that, let me see if there's anything I can do for you."
"Okay..."
"I've had a look around our system and can see you're renewing at the end of the month. I can do you a renewal price of £375."
"But your original renewal quote said £600. Have you removed anything from my policy, or changed the excess or something?"
"No, this is a revised quote."
"So, if you can afford to drop 40% off the price of the quote, how the hell can you justify charging me £600 for the last two years? If I hadn't phoned tonight, you'd just carry on overcharging me just because you can!"
"It's just the charge generated by the system..."
"You guys have got a right racket going. OK, I'll accept the £375 quote, and I'll be on the phone for another reduction next year after my speeding endorsement expires."
"Oh, right, yes. Well, I can't make any guarantees …"
"I can't make any guarantees I'll stay with you if you don't."
"Well, I'll get the new quote out in the post for you."
"Thank you. Goodnight!"

Then, after I got off the phone to those thieving gits, and because I felt like I was on a roll, I phoned the AA (our breakdown recovery service) which is due for renewal in August, and had exactly the same conversation with them and as a result got mine and Mr D's policy reduced from £300 per year to £220 per year!

I came downstairs after these calls feeling very pleased with myself, and £350 better off, only to find that my stupid crappy laptop was kaput again - this time out of warranty, so some of my £350 will have to go towards repairing that!!!

Such is life!!! :/

Anyway, here, for your delectation, is some complimentary Jensen ably demonstrating my opinion toward insurance companies …

Current Mood: chipper
Current Location: Home

There is a school of thought that exercise is bad for you.

After a painful back spasm at the gym this morning which nearly sent me stumbling off the back of the treadmill, I'm inclined to agree ...

Current Mood: sore
Current Location: Home

I've been on the go for twelve hours today, travelling up to the Midlands with my Assistant to check out a new payroll bureau.

The consultant who is working on this project with us thought it would be wonderful for us to travel up to Loughborough to see them 'in their own evironment' - what is it, a bloody zoo? It would be great for us to meet the team, and check out their processes.

The meeting in the end, lasted two hours. Apart from the sales rep, we met one person, sat in a meeting room and looked at screenshots on a wall mounted screen. Basically, we didn't do anything we couldn't have done at our own office.

So, we've been on the go for twelve hours, apart from a two-hour meeting and an hour spent in a Costa coffee shop before we left, the remaining nine hours was spent travelling.

Efficient use of our time ...?

Answers on a postcard please.

Anyhoo, my brain is boggled, and I'm in serious need of some prettiness to save the day. And it just so happened ...

( ... that this turned up on my Facebook feed today! )

Current Mood: frustrated
Current Location: Home

Yesterday saw me going zorbing with my great friend Dave. The zorb run was a gift from my work colleages and was something I've wanted to have a crack at for years.

When we got to the zorbing venue, we checked in for our run, got harnessed into the ball, and it was as wild and wacky as I'd always hoped it might be. So much so that we decided to buy a second run. And that's when things started to go - i think the technical term is - tits up!

The second run we did was a hydrozorb run, where there was water in the ball, and the idea is that you slide side-by-side in the water as the ball is rolling, with a similar effect to a water slide. Somehow, we managed to lose a bit of control at the beginning of the run and instead if sliding one of us spun with the ball. I couldn't tell you exactly what happened, but all I know is at some point, poor Dave fell backward onto my left arm, and I heard a pop. An ambulance ride to the local hospital later, with me and the paramedics convinced that I had a dislocated shoulder, and to my dismay, it turned out to be a broken shoulder!!!

Deep joy...

So this morning, after Mr D and I couldn't sleep in past 5.30 am, and for want of something to do, we took a drive down to the coffee shop after they opened at 6.30

Now that I've come down from all the morphine and entonox from yesterday, it doesn't seem quite so funny!!

Current Mood: grumpy
Current Location: Home

Well, it hasn't been the most wonderful of weeks so far. The feed pipe behind our washing machine sprung a leak - we don''t know when exactly, but we think it was some time ago. We had no idea until about four days ago when a big icky brown stain appeared on the hall carpet, literally overnight!

We were baffled by the stain, but when we realised it was damp we figured that we must have a leak! Mr D found the source of the leak and isolated it, and we have a plumber coming over on Monday to fix it. In the meantime, we can't use our washing machine (so don't stand downwind of me for a while!).

I had the insurance assessor come over tonight and he had a snoop round taking some photos and making notes. As well as the hall carpet, it's very likely the kitchen floor will have to be replaced as it is made up of stone-effect wooden tiles, and some of them have started to feel spongey because the water has spread across the floor under them, and also the kitchen cabinet that the leak is behind as the wood has swollen and cracked all the laminate. Of course, the insurance won't pay for the plumber, only the damage the water does, and although the excess on our policy is £150.00, for water damage the grasping gits charge £350.00.

Lucky us!

Anyhoo, you know what? I'm not going to let it get me down; far worse things happen all of the time!

We've got a new episode tonight, it's nearly the weekend, there's a bottle of wine chillin' in the fridge for tomorrow evening and I have treated myself to a seriously ZANY new nail design!
( NAILS! )

Current Mood: chipper
Current Location: Home

Me after trying (unsuccessfully I might add) since the first week of January to navigate the HM Revenue and Customs idiotic Website so I can file my sodding tax return online.

Please can I do this to HM Revenue and Customs? Please? Can I?

Current Mood: enraged
Current Location: Home

I haven't had an email notification from Livejournal since 9.30 Saturday evening.

Is anyone else having this sort of glitch or is it just me?

It's not Outlook because I'm getting all other sorts of emails just fine, but whatever it is, it's annoying because I don't want to miss any comments or birthdays or anything else. At the moment, I'm having to go into my entries and comments feed to capture everything, but that's not ideal.

Dean says it all ... rather over-dramatically if you ask me!

Current Mood: frustrated
Current Location: Home

Well, today marks the end of the busiest week I've had in a long time. Apart from all the great meet ups I mentioned in my recent post, and establishing myself in my new job, I've been over to the Isle of Wight this weekend, where my lovely Mum and Dad, bless them, have saved up all the errands that they can only do when I have the car over there, so in the space of the last 36 hours I've been to the supermarket, to the curtain shop, to the town centre, to the tip, to the churchyard where my granparents are interred, and to the Garden Centre. I think I'll go back to work for a rest!!!

And to top a craazy, but nice, weekend with a great big - and very shitty - cherry, my car has decided to be a complete douchenozzle, and gave me a bloody fright on the motorway coming home. The automatic gearbox just decided to randomly jerk down from 4th to 2nd while I was doing 70 mph on the M3. If there had been a car close up behind me, I would have been wearing it! So it looks like I've got all the inconenience and expense of a garage visit to look forward to over the next few days ...

milly_gal, it looks like you and I will travelling up to Asylum in a hire car, because mine is unlikely to be fixed before then!

So, I'm totally behind on my F!List - so sorry guys, I don't think I'm ever going to be able to catch up, so I'm just going to pick up from tomorrow. If there's anything you wanted me to see from over the last four or five days, let me know.

Now, I'm going to bed. I'll have to be quiet, because I don't want to wake Dean up ...

Oops ... too late!

Current Mood: exhausted
Current Location: Home

... I found out that Asylum 18 was being held at BLACKPOOL!!!!!

No offence to anyone that was born or raised in or around Blackpool, but seriously??!!??

I've only ever been to Blackpool once in my life, and that was because - I went to Blackpool.

I swore blind I'd never go back.

So I've got a six hour train journey ahead of me if I want to go to the con; there's no way I'm driving - I like my wheels where they are.

The minis, those unsupportive little gits, have already told me they're washing Sam's hair that weekend - All ten of them!!!!

Hey ho! The things I do for my Supernatural!!!

Current Mood: denial
Current Location: Home

Well, it's just after 6 pm here and thanks to a 250 mile round trip drive for a one hour meeting today, coupled with the delightful Italian lurgy that I brought back from Rome, I'm feeling like total hammered crap!!

Every part of my body aches, my nose is sore, my eyes look (and feel) like pissholes in the snow and so I've decided to channel my lovely boy, and take myself off to bed.

So I've popped a Nytol, the PJ's are on (the black and pink fleecy ones) and, as the great man would say ...

Night night all!

Current Mood: exhausted
Current Location: my bed

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Entries tagged with grumpy dizzo

Ok, so it's official, I'm a numpty!

What a day!

For my Fic-writing chums ... sorry!

In a funny old mood ...

Well, it's been a funny old day ...

Dizzo Update: Ranty McRantface

Oh Bugger!

Well, it's been a long-assed day!

Well, it was a funny old day ...

Fun, fun, fun in the Dizzo Household!

I want to ... SCREAM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Is anyone else having problems with Lj?

Collapses in a Heap

An approximation of my mood when ...

Screw consciousness