lizziec: (Doctor Who 11th Doctor Bow Ties)
This post contains spoilers for Doctor Who "Let's Kill Hitler" below the cut. DO NOT CLICK IF YOU HAVE NOT SEEN OR HAVE NO WISH TO BE SPOILED.

Also, caps lock partay?

spoilers ;) )

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lizziec: (Horrible Histories Stupid Deaths (finger)
This is what happens when I get overtired:






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lizziec: (me - mummy and little lizzie)
I put mum's facebook account into memorial mode a few weeks ago and then tried to ignore the problem of mum's online presence, but it's something that I've been thinking about increasingly over the last couple of days.

One of mum's friends thinks we should delete anything we can't lock down (ala her facebook account), but I'm not sure I can bring myself to do that. It feels a little bit like erasing her life. Which sounds ridiculous. But there's where my head and my heart been going on this question.

Any thoughts from you, my lovely friendslist? I'm not sure I can be objective on this.
lizziec: (Stargate SG1 Daniel Jackson)
As I posted earlier, mum died this morning at just gone 10am. It wasn't a huge shock. I mentioned in previous entries that she had got dramatically worse over the weekend, and yesterday afternoon during visiting hours Phil and I tracked down Fiona, the Macmillan nurse to see what was actually going on, as we hadn't seen an actual doctor who would tell us anything since the beginning of the previous week.

Fiona said she was shocked at how much worse mum was yesterday than she had been on Friday, and confirmed what I already felt - that we were looking at an extremely short period of time, probably just a few days. Fiona felt that mum would probably gradually slow down her breathing and fall into a coma and gradually stop breathing. She said we could stay at the hospital if we wanted, but that she felt we needed proper rest and that it would happen regardless of where we were - even if we just went to get a cup of tea, and so Phil and I decided that we would go home at the end of visiting hours. If were looking at a situation that could go on for days then we wanted to be fresh enough to deal with it. And in the condition that mum was in on Monday evening when we left, we knew it would be a strain. Her breathing was more laboured again than it was on Sunday, and her tongue had stopped working. She tried to say lots of things to me and Phil when we arrived, the only period she was really awake for, but unfortunately we couldn't understand any of it apart from our names. And that it was lovely when we wiped a cold flannel across her very hot face.

Fiona felt that the deterioration in mum's condition was caused by the fact that the tumour had grown so large that it was 1) causing swelling in her throat, making breathing difficult, and 2) pressing on the nerves and muscles that controlled mum's tongue, which is why it was we were struggling to understand anything she said.

As I said, when we left on Monday night it was clear we were looking at days at the most. I was worried we were looking at hours, but deciding there was nothing more we could do at the hospital, we came home.

We'd not been home long when the nurse looking after mum last night (Tidings) called and said that in the short time we'd been gone, mum was worse and that we should thing about coming in. We had dinner, and headed in, supported by my auntie Pat and uncle Allan. She was worse, and when we got there, Tidings told us that though mum was calmer, she had spent a good deal of time calling my name. We all sat around her bed and talked to her, and around her, and recalled memories of our childhood and the lovely times that we had had. All the while her breathing got worse and worse. She was also in a good deal of pain, the first time she's really been in pain since she was admitted to hospital on 29th April. They gave her a top up booster of morphine, besides what was in her syringe driver, but it didn't really seem to help much with her pain. Meanwhile she was sweating profusely, and we tried to keep her cool with wet flannels. After a while she rested more, Pat and Allan went home, Phil first dozed on the floor (to the horror of a nursing assistant), and then in the day room, where said horrified nursing assistant insisted that he move to, and I dozed fitfully in the chair next to her bed, waking every 20 mins or so to reassure her that she was ok, we were ok and that it was ok for her to let go if she wanted to, because we would be looked after. I tried to keep touching her arm and hand, though she kept withdrawing them to posture against her chest, which I think was a pain response.

We left her at about 7am. She seemed quieter, and though her breathing was a little worse (it had got steadily worse through the night), she was cooler and seemed to be in much less pain. We decided to go home and get some sleep, and come back at around 1pm.

So we left her, after telling her we loved her and we'd be back later. Came home, ate a little and fell into bed. Was woken at about 10:10 by a call from Fiona telling us that mum had died just a short time before. They had washed her and put her in a comfortable position and she had looked much easier. Even her breathing was a little better. A nurse was still with her, and Fiona had just gone away for a little while, and in that five minutes she'd simply stopped breathing. Fiona said that it was a very peaceful end.

She asked if we wanted to see her, and said we could hold her hand if we wanted to. We wandered down to the end of the ward, and she opened the door. And there mum was. And it was awful. I've never had such spontaneous tears as I had then. Immediately the door opened and I saw mum they started. She looked peaceful, yes, but she didn't look like my mummy. And seeing a body without seeing breathing is strange and odd and not nice. I couldn't touch her. I don't think I can bring myself to see her again after the funeral home lay her out. I'm almost regretting seeing her like that because I can't get the picture out of my head. But at the same time, if I hadn't seen her, the last image would have been of her in dreadful pain and discomfort. That image is still with me, in fact. I'm crying as I write this. I don't know which I would rather have. But I have them both, and I really hope that soon I can stop fixating on those awful thoughts of her and see her as she was most of the time. Fuck Cancer. It wasn't supposed to be like this. She was retiring in a year and going to have a huge party. And now she never will. I checked my irc logs. You know, it was less than four months, barely over three, from start to finish? First symptoms of tingling in February. It's barely May now and she's dead. Fuck cancer. Fuck it right in the ear.

Most of the rest of todoay has been a bit of a blur. Everyone's being awesome. So awesome that I don't know how I'll thank them, ever. We've called people, organised various things, and know which funeral home we'll be going with. I've picked an outfit for her. We've even sorted through a few of her physical posessions (though only her shoes, and toiletries). Tomorrow we're going to sort out the paperwork at the hospital, and then go and register the death with Wandsworth registry office, which is the district that St Georges falls in. After that we're heading to the Funeral Home, a local company called WA Truelove and Son, to start sorting out the funeral.

Bleh. Today was exhausting and hard in its own way. But I think last night, when she was in pain and crying and struggling for every breath that was hardest and worst. Possibly the hardest and worst night of my entire adult life.

Finally, ben signed mum off IRC tonight. It makes sense but feels awful.

20:47:49 -!- typo [typo@dm-11449.pok.me.uk] has quit [Exit: fuck cancer]


Sorry for the brain dump. Needed to get it out before I could sleep, and before I forgot it all.

ETA: 12/07/11 No longer filtered
lizziec: (Default)
As the title says, today has been a very long and fairly shitty day. Came up to take mum to the St Georges ENT clinic today, but it was obvious fairly early on that mum was having one of her bad days. On the way to St Georges mum was sick. Luckily in to a bowl, but it took me 10 mins (blocking a bus stop, where I'd hurriedly pulled over in a bit of a panic, with my car) to actually empty the bowl down a drain. All the while I was apologising for being rubbish. Then, because I was still retching, I made mum rinse it out with some bottled water, making me even more rubbish, and probably a terrible person who is going straight to hell.

Mum ended this weak as a kitten, probably not helped by the fact her blood sugar was up at 26 (7 is normal) and needed a wheelchair from the entrance of the hospital to the clinic. Because of the sickness, mum missed her appointment slot of 11:15 (though we did call to notify them - and when we got there at 11:20 it took half an hour of queueing to book mum in because of problems caused by a new computer system) and we ended up not being seen until about 12:45.

When we got in, mum was promptly sick again in front of the doctor - not lovely Mr Williamson, which was a shame because I didn't like the doctor we did see (Mr Mady, and a visiting consultant from the Royal Marsden who I liked more) - who appeared to be frozen in horror for a good thirty seconds after the vomiting started. When the vomiting was over, and mum a bit more settled, though feeling seriously shitty, Mr Mady said "well, it's definitely cancer..."

Honestly, the way he said it, if I wasn't already so tired I'd have laughed. Mum sounded pissed and said what we were all thinking "We already knew that". The way the man announced it, he said it like it was new news. In fact, the only thing we've known for weeks is that it is cancer of some type or other. Then he told us that it didn't much matter what type now, and they were going to offer radiotherapy, starting in a couple of weeks at the Marsden in Sutton. Apparently the timescale for starting radiotherapy is pretty fast as far as starting radiotherapy is concerned. I don't know how true that is though. Then mum was sick again and they said she looked dreadful, I told them about her high blood sugar and they said they wanted to admit her. In fact, Mr Mady said it three or four times and we agreed each time, which irritated me (the repeated statement) - in fact he did that several times with different things and that really annoyed me, which I think is why I don't really like him. He appeared to treat us like we were stupid, which is a huge bug bear for me. The really awful news though, given by the nicer doctor - from the Royal Marsden - is that if the tumour doesn't respond to the radiotherapy, we're looking at a life span of "months rather than years".

I knew in my gut that months was probably what we were looking at if the tumour couldn't be shrunk, but to have it confirmed was a really nasty moment and made a fairly shitty day a really mostly shitty day.

Then we had to wait around for a bed to be found for mum, for nearly four hours in fact, which was punctuated frequently by mum telling us how much she wanted to lie down. They did some admitting stuff at the clinic and tested her blood sugar again. This time it was a 33.

Mum was admitted to a ward where they catheterised her and started on a sliding scale of IV insulin to get her blood sugar back under control, put on saline to rehydrate her and they may at some point start her on some more steroids. All of this is with a view to getting her fit to start radiotherapy. At the moment they're looking at three or four days in St Georges, possibly transferring her to the Royal Marsden at Sutton as an inpatient after a few days. It really depends on how she responds to treatment and where they decide to go from there.

While they got her settled, the wonderful Fiona, mum's Macmillan Nurse brought me a cup of hot chocolate and some biscuits that were the first food and drink to pass my lips all day, which given it was 4pm was not a good thing. Then she told me to make sure I took proper care of myself.

So right now I'm shattered, physically and mentally. I spent a good deal of the time waiting at the clinic and then waiting for a bed standing, and then once mum was settled I came back to mum's to get Phil and her stuff (which Phil sorted out for me), back to St Georges to drop stuff off and see her before visiting hours ended, then back to mum's again. In between times, I made calls to various people to tell them what was going on so it could be passed down the phone tree. On the upside, I got back to mum's to find ben, who came up on the spur of the moment, on the back of today's developments, having been given a lift by a work colleague who goes on my list of people who I will never be able to thank adequately.

Been a long and shitty day therefore. I think tomorrow will be pretty long too. And this post has taken me forever because I'm using ben's eeepc and samsung nc10 (ben made me swap because I was getting wound up at the tiny keyboard on the eee) because the hinge on my thinkpad is broken... but more on that another time. This post is quite long enough already.

ETA: 12/07/11 No longer filtered
lizziec: (Stargate SG1 Jack O'Neill (two l's ;)))
Currently hiding away in a Starbucks in Croydon while mum is having the biopsy done at the day surgery unit. I left her at about 9am when they took her through to pre-op, which was further than I was allowed to go, though apparently they didn't think she would actually be done until about 11ish.

Taking anti sickness pills didn't seem to work as this morning mum was sick on arriving at the hospital, though thankfully into the bowl I've been carring in the car rather than getting it on the car. Ended up taking her up to the DSU in a wheelchair though, as it left her very weak. Despite telling staff on Friday, and reminding them numerous times this morning that mum is mostly deaf in one ear now and telling them which side to speak to, they kept talking to her on her deaf side, with one nurse whispering her questions into that ear and then wondering why mum didn't respond. Gah.

They're going to use two anaesthetists, which worried me (and I think mum too - she said she wondered if they thought there was another tumour in her throat), though people on irc tell me it's actually quite usual, so I'm a bit more chilled than I was when I left her.

Found out today that the pretty useless diabetic nurse who I was annoyed at anyway told mum last week that all weight loss was good, which left me quite grrrry. It came up because I noticed when doing up mum's hospital gown that it was much looser than last time she had a biopsy. Last time it was fairly tight at the top on the loosest tie they had there, and didn't do up at the back. This time it was loose even on the tightest tie they had there and left no gap at the back. It was a really obvious sign to me of the speed at which she is losing weight at the moment, which is why I keep quietly and not so quietly wibbling about it.

I ended up calling Macmillan (thankfully calls to them are free on major mobile networks) when I got out to the car and wibbled at a cancer nurse there for half an hour. She said that while weight loss may be good from a diabetes pov "this (cancer/not eating/not keeping stuff down) is not how she should be losing weight" and agreed that she probably needs more calories than she's getting/keeping down. The Macmillan lady said I should push for mum to see a nutritionist, though she said that someone would probably refer mum anyway at some point. She also said to be realistic (because of mum's mouth problems she can't eat much veg, or fruit [down to soft fruits like bananas and raspberries, even strawberries are now too hard]) that mum wasn't going to get her five a day and I shouldn't worry about that too much, but to get her to eat what fruit and veg she could. She also said that I should give mum high fat (i.e. regular, rather than diet) food, and aim to keep the sugar in the food down, which sounds like good advice as far as getting calories into her but without messing up her blood sugar too much. At least, I hope it's good advice. It sounded it. Depending on what happens this week I'll try to get mum to her GP and explain (or get her to explain) I'm concerned about mum's eating and weight loss. Hopefully he'll be less blinkered by "losing weight good for type 2 diabetes" :/

ETA: 12/07/11 No longer filtered
lizziec: (toys - max at work)
My new laptop (Thinkpad SL500) arrived on Wednesday, which was extremely exciting for me. As always, I got a lot of pictures :) Now I've finished setting it up and moving files around I finally got around to getting the pictures off my camera and posting them here to show off :)


My old laptop (Thinkpad R50e) was old...


...and pretty busted :/ (Yes, that is micropore holding a corner on.)


When I got back from picking it up there was some post for me :)


It was my new copy of Ramona Forever! :D

I'm not quite sure how I managed it, but I was patient enough to take pictures of the unwrappening:



The lid is shiny, but fingerprints silly easily.


Old vs New (click to embiggen).

All pictures.

The new one runs like a dream, even with Vista installed. I think I'm in love (sorry [livejournal.com profile] benc).

I'm still trying to decide what to do with my old one, which is staying with me for a few weeks at least so I'm sure I have everything I need from it and I'm completely happy with my new one. Any ideas? Any people maybe interested in taking it?
lizziec: (toys - max at work)
My new laptop (Thinkpad SL500) arrived on Wednesday, which was extremely exciting for me. As always, I got a lot of pictures :) Now I've finished setting it up and moving files around I finally got around to getting the pictures off my camera and posting them here to show off :)


My old laptop (Thinkpad R50e) was old...


...and pretty busted :/ (Yes, that is micropore holding a corner on.)


When I got back from picking it up there was some post for me :)


It was my new copy of Ramona Forever! :D

I'm not quite sure how I managed it, but I was patient enough to take pictures of the unwrappening:



The lid is shiny, but fingerprints silly easily.


Old vs New (click to embiggen).

All pictures.

The new one runs like a dream, even with Vista installed. I think I'm in love (sorry [livejournal.com profile] benc).

I'm still trying to decide what to do with my old one, which is staying with me for a few weeks at least so I'm sure I have everything I need from it and I'm completely happy with my new one. Any ideas? Any people maybe interested in taking it?
lizziec: (toys - max at work)
My new laptop (Thinkpad SL500) arrived on Wednesday, which was extremely exciting for me. As always, I got a lot of pictures :) Now I've finished setting it up and moving files around I finally got around to getting the pictures off my camera and posting them here to show off :)


My old laptop (Thinkpad R50e) was old...


...and pretty busted :/ (Yes, that is micropore holding a corner on.)


When I got back from picking it up there was some post for me :)


It was my new copy of Ramona Forever! :D

I'm not quite sure how I managed it, but I was patient enough to take pictures of the unwrappening:



The lid is shiny, but fingerprints silly easily.


Old vs New (click to embiggen).

All pictures.

The new one runs like a dream, even with Vista installed. I think I'm in love (sorry [livejournal.com profile] benc).

I'm still trying to decide what to do with my old one, which is staying with me for a few weeks at least so I'm sure I have everything I need from it and I'm completely happy with my new one. Any ideas? Any people maybe interested in taking it?
lizziec: (toys - max at work)
On Friday there was some interesting post and for a change it was all for me! Usually all the postie brings me is bills and bank statements, but today I got a much better haul, which inserted some excitement my usually predictable days.





First up was the TV Licence (excellent value for money IMO). Ok, so it's not very exciting, but it was part of my haul, so I included it for completeness' sake. What that TV Licence does mean is that it is coming up for four years since we moved in to our flat and had a "putting Ikea furniture together and watching Eurovision" party (pics of that here, here and here). It really doesn't seem like that long. It's also worth saying that there is nowhere near that much space in our flat any more!



Next up was my Graze Box, which was supposed to arrive on Thursday, but got stuck in the post somewhere and actually turned up on Friday instead. It was yummy - especially the fresh apple, which appeared not to have suffered from being in the post an extra day :) If you want a free first box and half price second box (you can easily cancel after the free one has turned up), then go to graze.com and enter the following code: QV67PBDC.



Last in the stack of post, a set of 15 War films given away in editions of the Daily Mail a month or so ago. Huge thanks to [livejournal.com profile] no1typo, who sullied her bank account and house by buying the paper and sending off for the films. They arrived on Friday, with the rest of my exciting post and I don't own most of them. I'm looking forward to settling down and watching them over the next few weeks :)



Finally for this post, I took the above today of my favourite bear Max posing with [livejournal.com profile] benc's eee 900A. I've made an icon out of it :) All of the pictures are here. Sometimes I think I have too much time on my hands ;)

EDIT: On the theme of geekiness, my new laptop should hopefully be showing up on Tuesday. If you've not voted in my name poll, I'd appreciate it if you would :)
lizziec: (Frazer-doomed)
So today I paid for my new laptop, a Lenovo Thinkpad SL500, and all things being well, it should arrive in the next 2-3 weeks. So now I'm thinking about names, and I want the lazywebs to help me name it.

My naming scheme for computers is Lord of the Rings based. My main machine is Aragorn, my VM is Legolas, my phone is Eomer, and my current laptop is Shadowfax, named after the horse that Gandalf rides. I chose the name because the horse goes places and so does the laptop. Yes, I know the other characters go places. Just humour me ;)

So, pick. Shadowfax is included in the list as I'm toying with the idea of just calling the new one what the old one was called. I also reserve the right to ignore the whole thing and go with my own choice if there is a tie, or I don't like what you pick ;)

[Poll #1384735]
lizziec: (me - mummy and little lizzie)
I'm heading to Goole (not to be confused with Google which is what I nearly always type by accident >.<) in Yorkshire very shortly with [livejournal.com profile] no1typo for a few days to visit relatives. I probably shan't be online, but I'll be contactable on my mobile (see the contact details post for my number [friendslocked]). I shall also probably be tweeting. This is me on Twitter.

Have a lovely few days people :) Write lots of interesting things for me to read when I get back!
lizziec: (cartoon penguins stealing sanity)
The BBC have done it again.

In this entry I told you all about how the BBC asked people send in Olympic logo ideas, and then they published a selection, including one that was a straight rip off of Goatse (if you don't know what it is, look here - SFW, just contains a description not the actual picture.)

Well they've asked for reader contributions again in the wake of Google getting a new favicon on their magazine page, saying "You've read about Google's new favicon - now design one yourself - either a personal favicon or one to represent the Magazine, and send it to us".

Once again, a goatse has slipped through the net.

Scroll down the page to the bottom, the contribution in question is from "Steven, Coventry" (and is SFW).

Just in case the BBC take it down, I took screenshots! SFW.

BBC magazine page screenshot )

Favicon closeup )
lizziec: (XKCD hokey religions)
I originally posted something like this when I first went on a trip to Ypres with my Special Subject class in April 2005. The original is here on my LiveJournal, and the version I'm posting now is here on my website.

I'm posting it again today because I feel it's appropriate for Remembrance Sunday.

Cut for legnth - it's very long ;) )

lizziec: (Rocks fall)
I finally got round to photographing and uploading more pictures from "From Vision to Reality", as well as rephotographing those that were already there so they are better quality. They are here for those who want to look :) I've also made a new LJ icon.

ION: I went to see The Dark Knight this evening at Ashford. Twas good. Won't say any more though in case of spoilers.

lizziec: (evil bunnies)
My new phone arrived today. See here for pictures of it as I unpacked it.

Here it is next to my old phone:


Mmm, shiny.

While moving stuff from my old phone to my new one, I grabbed a whole load of pictures off it and uploaded them. They are nyah.

They include:
* a picture of the roof in the Physics Marlowe building after the plastic roof blew off and Estates covered the hole with tarpaulin (which then also blew off,hence why there are two tarpaulins of different colours there).
* A picture taken at the last BNL concert I went to. See why I took such a crappy picture here.
* Dalek Operation found in ASDA a while ago.

Enjoy!

P.S. Go comment on ben's journal here. He says it's "vitally important".
lizziec: (Jon Stewart)
I went to Wildwood (again) the other day (this time with [livejournal.com profile] rahslowe and her sister, Hannah) and got some more animal pictures, quite different from the ones last time because most of the Animals weren't co-operating. Pictures here. Best picture was of an American Bullfrog, I'm quite pleased with it. Pity about the grass that kind of got in the way of my shot.



The other thing that happened to me recently was a mobile phone upgrade. I was due for my upgrade a couple of weeks ago but put it off till yesterday, and had the weirdest and easiest upgrade ever (which is why I'm writing about something so mundane :p)

My current phone is a Sony Ericsson W300i and I've been very happy with it for the most part, but it's 18 months old, scratched and generally looking and starting to behave like a phone that's 18 months old (unimportant bits falling off it and such).

Anyway, I decided to pull my finger out yesterday and call T-Mobile (who I've been with for nearly 6 years now on contract, and four years before that on PAYG, and part of that was when they were still One2One). What can I say, I'm really happy with them, always had excellent customer service from them, and not had any problems with coverage - when I was first with them they were the only ones with signal covering my mum's house (necessary since I was living there at the time).

I got through to customer services very quickly and asked about an upgrade. A very chirpy scotsman confirmed I was due, and said I was a high value customer to them, and as such he wasn't going to offer me any deals - I should just say what I wanted and he would make it happen. So I said I was after the Sony Ericsson W890i, which according to T-Mobile's website should cost me about £50. He said I could have it for free, then gave me a discount off my bill (£4 a month) without me asking. Win :D I was really surprised, but very impressed with their customer service, which for me was impeccable. So I'm writing this all down, to act as a record for just how pleased I am with them and why.

My new phone should arrive on Tuesday morning. Mmm, shiny :)
lizziec: (CAFC)
I got a call recently from a family friend, John Morris. He was the only mormon who ever really kept touch with our family after daddy died and over the years he took me and Phil to lots of Charlton games (including the memorable 1998 playoff final at Wembley) because they were the team he supported and it was something he could do for us. As a result I became practically the only child in Croydon to support Charlton. Most of my schoolmates supported Crystal Palace. Oh the stick I got for it!

Anyway, I hadn't been to a game in years when John called and asked if I would want to go to a game if he could arrange it. I replied in the affirmative and he got tickets for him, me and Phil to see Charlton at home against Palace on 8th February. I made arrangements accordingly - to stay with [livejournal.com profile] kimble and [livejournal.com profile] barakta at their place near Stratford so I could tube and bus it to Charlton.

Found my way to where I was staying relatively easily - ben has turned his free (from a competition) Nokia N770 into a tomtom like GPS toy, so it guided me once I was away from my familar territory of the Blackwall Tunnel (I can get to that easily - from there though I get lost unless I'm going to Telehouse at East India Docks).

I was made very welcome by [livejournal.com profile] kimble and shown all the shiny flashy lights and scrolly signs that they have set up. Some of the things would be so helpful in our hearing household as well as their are in their deaf one - a flashy light when a reminder comes up so I wouldn't miss it if I were afk would be amazing. I took down notes of which tubes and busses I needed to get to where I wanted to go and headed out.

Made it to North Greenwich Tube Station ok, and boarded the bus I needed for Charlton in plenty of time - there was an hour to go until Kick Off. Unfortunately, it was rush hour and I ended up in the middle of a crowd away from any windows being squished and I missed my stop. Being unfamiliar with the area, and unable to see anything because of aforementioned squish I didn't realise until the bus thinned out a good half hour later. In the end, I had to ride the bus to the end of the route and then come back on the same one. I had ben tell me where to get off (he was following my route on a bus map because I'd called him in tears and unable to cope) but the driver failed to stop at the right stop and I ended up going one too far. *sigh* Eventually made it into the ground as the half time whistle blew. Phil and John were utterly amazing and lovely and had waited for me outside even though it meant they missed the first half too.

Second half was brilliant. I'd been lucky and not missed any goals. The final score was 2-0 to Charlton and both goals were scored in the second half when I was there to see. Hurrah! I enjoyed myself very much and so John is going to see about taking Phil and I to another game in two or three months.

Going back, John and Phil escorted me to to North Greenwich incase I got lost again (or attacked, which I think at least was John's overriding concern), and made it back to Stratford where [livejournal.com profile] barakta met me to make sure I got off at the right stop for their place. Just as well - the crush on that bendy bus was as bad as the double decker earlier and I wouldn't have had a clue if she hadn't been there and would probably have ended up in Ilford!

I was taken back and fed curry and felt much more human. Then we talked and spodded until very late (I can't remember when I last went to bed that late). It was lovely and so were they :D

Coming back on Saturday was much easier than going (though I almost got my windscreen cleaned at traffic lights) and stopped at Bluewater for Krispy Kreme donuts to bring home and also had lunch. Unfortuantely, I also had a Lush shaped accident (the accident looked like this, this and this), but concluded due to general business and lack of parking (there were places being used as parking spaces that I didn't know could accomodate a car) that I am never venturing to Bluewater again on a Saturday unless it is a matter of life or death. Even then, it will depend on whose life is in danger...

Despite the fact that Kimble and Barakta had been lovely, what I saw of the football had been good, and I'd got some nice things in Bluewater, I was more relieved than I can express to get home again.

In conclusion, some notes on London Transport.
1) Busses at rush hour are horrible. Especially if you're short.
2) My foot is not the same as a brake. You have them on your child's buggy, please use them. My foot does not appreciate the fact that you apparently failed to notice the difference.
3) Bendy busses are the spawn of satan and must be stopped. I didn't know it was possible for a bus to be so crowded. It was more like a tube train than a bus (and busses jerk around way way more :S).
4) Driving may be expensive and complicated in London but I think I would rather drive in future than be half crushed and killed on a bus.
lizziec: (CAFC)
I got a call recently from a family friend, John Morris. He was the only mormon who ever really kept touch with our family after daddy died and over the years he took me and Phil to lots of Charlton games (including the memorable 1998 playoff final at Wembley) because they were the team he supported and it was something he could do for us. As a result I became practically the only child in Croydon to support Charlton. Most of my schoolmates supported Crystal Palace. Oh the stick I got for it!

Anyway, I hadn't been to a game in years when John called and asked if I would want to go to a game if he could arrange it. I replied in the affirmative and he got tickets for him, me and Phil to see Charlton at home against Palace on 8th February. I made arrangements accordingly - to stay with [livejournal.com profile] kimble and [livejournal.com profile] barakta at their place near Stratford so I could tube and bus it to Charlton.

Found my way to where I was staying relatively easily - ben has turned his free (from a competition) Nokia N770 into a tomtom like GPS toy, so it guided me once I was away from my familar territory of the Blackwall Tunnel (I can get to that easily - from there though I get lost unless I'm going to Telehouse at East India Docks).

I was made very welcome by [livejournal.com profile] kimble and shown all the shiny flashy lights and scrolly signs that they have set up. Some of the things would be so helpful in our hearing household as well as their are in their deaf one - a flashy light when a reminder comes up so I wouldn't miss it if I were afk would be amazing. I took down notes of which tubes and busses I needed to get to where I wanted to go and headed out.

Made it to North Greenwich Tube Station ok, and boarded the bus I needed for Charlton in plenty of time - there was an hour to go until Kick Off. Unfortunately, it was rush hour and I ended up in the middle of a crowd away from any windows being squished and I missed my stop. Being unfamiliar with the area, and unable to see anything because of aforementioned squish I didn't realise until the bus thinned out a good half hour later. In the end, I had to ride the bus to the end of the route and then come back on the same one. I had ben tell me where to get off (he was following my route on a bus map because I'd called him in tears and unable to cope) but the driver failed to stop at the right stop and I ended up going one too far. *sigh* Eventually made it into the ground as the half time whistle blew. Phil and John were utterly amazing and lovely and had waited for me outside even though it meant they missed the first half too.

Second half was brilliant. I'd been lucky and not missed any goals. The final score was 2-0 to Charlton and both goals were scored in the second half when I was there to see. Hurrah! I enjoyed myself very much and so John is going to see about taking Phil and I to another game in two or three months.

Going back, John and Phil escorted me to to North Greenwich incase I got lost again (or attacked, which I think at least was John's overriding concern), and made it back to Stratford where [livejournal.com profile] barakta met me to make sure I got off at the right stop for their place. Just as well - the crush on that bendy bus was as bad as the double decker earlier and I wouldn't have had a clue if she hadn't been there and would probably have ended up in Ilford!

I was taken back and fed curry and felt much more human. Then we talked and spodded until very late (I can't remember when I last went to bed that late). It was lovely and so were they :D

Coming back on Saturday was much easier than going (though I almost got my windscreen cleaned at traffic lights) and stopped at Bluewater for Krispy Kreme donuts to bring home and also had lunch. Unfortuantely, I also had a Lush shaped accident (the accident looked like this, this and this), but concluded due to general business and lack of parking (there were places being used as parking spaces that I didn't know could accomodate a car) that I am never venturing to Bluewater again on a Saturday unless it is a matter of life or death. Even then, it will depend on whose life is in danger...

Despite the fact that Kimble and Barakta had been lovely, what I saw of the football had been good, and I'd got some nice things in Bluewater, I was more relieved than I can express to get home again.

In conclusion, some notes on London Transport.
1) Busses at rush hour are horrible. Especially if you're short.
2) My foot is not the same as a brake. You have them on your child's buggy, please use them. My foot does not appreciate the fact that you apparently failed to notice the difference.
3) Bendy busses are the spawn of satan and must be stopped. I didn't know it was possible for a bus to be so crowded. It was more like a tube train than a bus (and busses jerk around way way more :S).
4) Driving may be expensive and complicated in London but I think I would rather drive in future than be half crushed and killed on a bus.
lizziec: (CAFC)
I got a call recently from a family friend, John Morris. He was the only mormon who ever really kept touch with our family after daddy died and over the years he took me and Phil to lots of Charlton games (including the memorable 1998 playoff final at Wembley) because they were the team he supported and it was something he could do for us. As a result I became practically the only child in Croydon to support Charlton. Most of my schoolmates supported Crystal Palace. Oh the stick I got for it!

Anyway, I hadn't been to a game in years when John called and asked if I would want to go to a game if he could arrange it. I replied in the affirmative and he got tickets for him, me and Phil to see Charlton at home against Palace on 8th February. I made arrangements accordingly - to stay with [livejournal.com profile] kimble and [livejournal.com profile] barakta at their place near Stratford so I could tube and bus it to Charlton.

Found my way to where I was staying relatively easily - ben has turned his free (from a competition) Nokia N770 into a tomtom like GPS toy, so it guided me once I was away from my familar territory of the Blackwall Tunnel (I can get to that easily - from there though I get lost unless I'm going to Telehouse at East India Docks).

I was made very welcome by [livejournal.com profile] kimble and shown all the shiny flashy lights and scrolly signs that they have set up. Some of the things would be so helpful in our hearing household as well as their are in their deaf one - a flashy light when a reminder comes up so I wouldn't miss it if I were afk would be amazing. I took down notes of which tubes and busses I needed to get to where I wanted to go and headed out.

Made it to North Greenwich Tube Station ok, and boarded the bus I needed for Charlton in plenty of time - there was an hour to go until Kick Off. Unfortunately, it was rush hour and I ended up in the middle of a crowd away from any windows being squished and I missed my stop. Being unfamiliar with the area, and unable to see anything because of aforementioned squish I didn't realise until the bus thinned out a good half hour later. In the end, I had to ride the bus to the end of the route and then come back on the same one. I had ben tell me where to get off (he was following my route on a bus map because I'd called him in tears and unable to cope) but the driver failed to stop at the right stop and I ended up going one too far. *sigh* Eventually made it into the ground as the half time whistle blew. Phil and John were utterly amazing and lovely and had waited for me outside even though it meant they missed the first half too.

Second half was brilliant. I'd been lucky and not missed any goals. The final score was 2-0 to Charlton and both goals were scored in the second half when I was there to see. Hurrah! I enjoyed myself very much and so John is going to see about taking Phil and I to another game in two or three months.

Going back, John and Phil escorted me to to North Greenwich incase I got lost again (or attacked, which I think at least was John's overriding concern), and made it back to Stratford where [livejournal.com profile] barakta met me to make sure I got off at the right stop for their place. Just as well - the crush on that bendy bus was as bad as the double decker earlier and I wouldn't have had a clue if she hadn't been there and would probably have ended up in Ilford!

I was taken back and fed curry and felt much more human. Then we talked and spodded until very late (I can't remember when I last went to bed that late). It was lovely and so were they :D

Coming back on Saturday was much easier than going (though I almost got my windscreen cleaned at traffic lights) and stopped at Bluewater for Krispy Kreme donuts to bring home and also had lunch. Unfortuantely, I also had a Lush shaped accident (the accident looked like this, this and this), but concluded due to general business and lack of parking (there were places being used as parking spaces that I didn't know could accomodate a car) that I am never venturing to Bluewater again on a Saturday unless it is a matter of life or death. Even then, it will depend on whose life is in danger...

Despite the fact that Kimble and Barakta had been lovely, what I saw of the football had been good, and I'd got some nice things in Bluewater, I was more relieved than I can express to get home again.

In conclusion, some notes on London Transport.
1) Busses at rush hour are horrible. Especially if you're short.
2) My foot is not the same as a brake. You have them on your child's buggy, please use them. My foot does not appreciate the fact that you apparently failed to notice the difference.
3) Bendy busses are the spawn of satan and must be stopped. I didn't know it was possible for a bus to be so crowded. It was more like a tube train than a bus (and busses jerk around way way more :S).
4) Driving may be expensive and complicated in London but I think I would rather drive in future than be half crushed and killed on a bus.
lizziec: (Rocks fall)
Ever since Portal came out in Mid October last year, my husband [livejournal.com profile] benc has been more or less obsessed with Moist Delicious Cake and The Weighted Companion Cube which are both "components" of the game. His Weighted Companion Cube Plushie arrived just before Christmas and he fell in love with it. I decided to make him a cake for his birthday on Friday. I'd been toying with the idea since the game had first come out in October, but with the arrival of the plushie version I had a 3D model I could copy. Today me and my friend [livejournal.com profile] rahslowe got down to work and spent the day making a Weighted Companion Cube Cake.

First we went shopping for the necessary articles with which to make cake. No mean feat, given today was new years' day and only Sainsbury's was open (Morrisons and Asda being shut) and even Sainsbury's had very little in the way of what we needed. Luckily we just got more expensive stuff and managed to get everything we wanted.


The cake ingredients


and the icing ingredients.

First we made two basic sponge cakes. The recipe we used was simple and easily scalable- 1 egg to 2 ounces of everything else. We used three eggs so the quantities were:
3 eggs
6oz Caster Sugar
6oz Butter
6oz Flour


We chose to be masochists and mixed the cake by hand, then cooked it in Rah's rectangular Lasagne dish as we felt it was a suitable size. While the first cake was cooling we made the second cake. As the second cake was cooling we began to construct the cube. First we cut the first cake in half and stuck the halves together with Jam (strawberry, but you could use any that took your fancy). We used the second cake to continue the construction, also cutting it in half and sticking all the bits together with strawberry jam. Then we trimmed the sides to a greater or lesser extent to make a cube shape of what was left.


The offcuts.


The naked Companion Cube.

While various parts were cooking and cooling we made templates from cardboard to cut into the icing around so we had the right shapes to decorate the cube with.


The templates with the plushie version which we were copying.

Next came the really messy bit - making the icing! We used a large box of ready to roll royal icing and icing sugar to act as "flour" and stop the icing from sticking to the work surface. We added black food colouring sparingly to make varying shades of grey and some pink food colouring to make the hearts. These got covered in white icing sugar in the process of colouring and rolling it out, but a pastry brush and water took care of that and restored them to the colours they were supposed to be. To use the templates, just lay them out on top of the icing on your worktop and use a sharp knife to cut around them (much as you would with a pastry cutter). The thin lines of pink were writing icing. The hardest bit was getting the bottom layer of icing the right shade of grey and long and wide enough to cover the entire cube. Then we used water to stick the pieces of icing which had been cut from the templates onto the bottom layer. The consistency when wet was something like wet clay.

Eventually it was done, but wet so we left it to dry while we cleared up the terrifying mess we had created.

Finally it was more or less dry and looked like this:

mmm, caek )

Unfortunately we only managed to make half a companion cube out of cake, but we're already making plans for next time, one of which (suggested by Ben) is to make two half cube cakes and serve them one on an orange plate and one on a blue plate. If you have played portal you will get the reference ;)

All pictures of the event can be found here. I recommend getting a friend to help you, it would have been much harder without Rah's help. Thanks Rah and Happy Birthday Ben :)

[EDIT] Cross posted to my website. How to make a Weighted Companion Cube Cake.

lizziec: (animals - Tiptoes cat)
So after the new London 2012 logo was announced the BBC invited people to send in their ideas. Please look at number 5. It will be noted that they clearly chose someone who has never seen Goatse.cx (sfw wikipedia link) to moderate the pictures. Either that or the editor is having a huge giggle.

In case the picture gets removed I have saved it to my website (screenshot of the page on BBC here and produce it below:



The explanation that goes with it states Sean Stayte: "Here is my design for the Olympic logo. It is very simple and so memorable. The hands represent Britain pulling together to reveal the Olympics."

*giggle* Hands Britain pulling together my arse :P

That's made my day :D

Edit: They did remove it. Just as well I took the screenshot then :D
lizziec: (granny's garden bee)
It's been an eventful week really.

On Tuesday my P60 arrived and I found I paid too much tax last year \o/ I called the tax office and they say it should be pretty straight forward to sort out once I send them my pay documents. Only problem is my records are in Yorkshire (!) from when I worked through Crown Personnel in 2005. Apparently Crown do their financial stuff through Yorkshire and so my records are there, despite me never having lived there! I'm also a little concerned that I've been working for the University for 8 months now and the last place they have me down as employed was for Crown. Ah well...once my records are in the right place I can send in my documents and get a refund :D

On Friday night Ben and I drove to Mitcham fix my Aunt's computer problem, which was very easily solved and had chinese when we got home. Yummy :)

Today we have been scarily productive. Went to Ashford (which appears to be in the process of being completely dug up) and had my eyes tested.

The results of the eye test were pretty good really, my eyes are settling down. The myopia got slightly worse in my right eye, but my astigmatism has improved and my left eye is unchanged :) Apparently my eyes are also very healthy :D

The results from my last test in January 2005 were:
Right Eye
sph: -1.75
cyl: -1.25
axis: 17

Left Eye
sph: -2.50
cyl: -1.75
axis: 4

This time:
Right Eye
sph: -2.00
cyl: -1.00
axis: 20

Left Eye
sph: -2.50
cyl: -1.50
axis: 2.5

Originally we went to Ashford because VisionExpress in Ashford (but not Canterbury) had a 2 for £99 offer on and I wanted a pair of Sunglasses as well as normal glasses. Unfortunately the glasses in the offer were all either rubbish (so wouldn't last two years) or didn't suit me (lots of angular frames which don't suit my face :() so we went round practically every optician in Ashford to find some that suited me and we could afford. We encountered stellar performances and incompetence (in one - Batemans - there were two receptionists, both of whom asked if they could help me and neither of whom could tell me how much an anti-reflective scratch resistant coating was *sigh*.

Ended up buying two pairs from SpecSavers (absolutely no love to the specsavers assistant who explained to me that 2.5 was "two and a half in English" - I know I'm bad at maths but I'm not that bad) on their BOGOF on designer pairs which I go to collect next Saturday :) The cost of glasses and eyetests scares me ;) Hope I like them when they're done. I encountered the same problem practically everywhere - the fashion at the moment appears to be for squareish/rectangular glasses or plastic ones with wings which I'm sure wouldn't have been out of place when my mum was getting them on the NHS as a teenager, whereas oval shapes suit my face :( Choice was all too limited :|

Came back via practically all the bed shops in Wincheap. We have decided to buy a new shiny bed and mattress to last a long time soon and now we have an idea what we want. I'm looking forward to going back in a couple of months and making the purchase :D

Finally we went to Sainsbars and got lunch for tomorrow and popcorn for tonight. Looking forward to Eurovision. Should be funny if nothing else :D

Sorry for the legnth - as the title says, it's been a very busy week!
lizziec: (apod - milky-way eating)
It's a been a nice few days despite the fact that I hate my job and my computer, Aragorn, is misbehaving - it kernel oopses and locks up when data is being pushed at it over the network (but not pulled). After changing the hard disks, power supply, network card and network cable we ran memtest and a few minutes ago the screen lit up red with errors. I think we may have just tickled the problem ;) I hope it's that simple - if it's not it means an upgrade of motherboard, ram and processor we can ill afford (who can?!)

The first nice thing was that Liz and Si came to Canterbury for a rare visit and between them, me and [livejournal.com profile] benc and pao we sacrificed a couple of duck and many pork dumplings at Cafe de China which I don't think I've been to since my birthday in November. Yum.

Once the duck had been well and truly sacrificed pao went home to tend to mrspao who is ill :( (get well soon!) and Liz and Si came to our local pub, The Dog, Rough Common (which has improved immensely under new management) and played a couple of games of pool and drank beer (or in Si's case, pisswater :P).

This evening we met up with [livejournal.com profile] fooflington and [livejournal.com profile] rahslowe on the beach for some fish and chips. Rah was mad and went in the sea :P Later on Laura, Jase and Laura's sister Lizzie came along too and there was more sea-ness by Rah and Laura. A little later as it was getting cold and dark (and feeling like April again instead of June) Foo, Rah, Ben and I went to the pub where the men drank beer (Whitstable Bay and Early Bird) and we played pool. Rah and I lost badly :(

So anyway, now I smell of smoky pub, which is bad, but I've had a couple of lovely days with my friends so I really don't mind.

Thanks guys :)
lizziec: (apod - milky-way eating)
It's a been a nice few days despite the fact that I hate my job and my computer, Aragorn, is misbehaving - it kernel oopses and locks up when data is being pushed at it over the network (but not pulled). After changing the hard disks, power supply, network card and network cable we ran memtest and a few minutes ago the screen lit up red with errors. I think we may have just tickled the problem ;) I hope it's that simple - if it's not it means an upgrade of motherboard, ram and processor we can ill afford (who can?!)

The first nice thing was that Liz and Si came to Canterbury for a rare visit and between them, me and [livejournal.com profile] benc and pao we sacrificed a couple of duck and many pork dumplings at Cafe de China which I don't think I've been to since my birthday in November. Yum.

Once the duck had been well and truly sacrificed pao went home to tend to mrspao who is ill :( (get well soon!) and Liz and Si came to our local pub, The Dog, Rough Common (which has improved immensely under new management) and played a couple of games of pool and drank beer (or in Si's case, pisswater :P).

This evening we met up with [livejournal.com profile] fooflington and [livejournal.com profile] rahslowe on the beach for some fish and chips. Rah was mad and went in the sea :P Later on Laura, Jase and Laura's sister Lizzie came along too and there was more sea-ness by Rah and Laura. A little later as it was getting cold and dark (and feeling like April again instead of June) Foo, Rah, Ben and I went to the pub where the men drank beer (Whitstable Bay and Early Bird) and we played pool. Rah and I lost badly :(

So anyway, now I smell of smoky pub, which is bad, but I've had a couple of lovely days with my friends so I really don't mind.

Thanks guys :)
lizziec: (apod - milky-way eating)
It's a been a nice few days despite the fact that I hate my job and my computer, Aragorn, is misbehaving - it kernel oopses and locks up when data is being pushed at it over the network (but not pulled). After changing the hard disks, power supply, network card and network cable we ran memtest and a few minutes ago the screen lit up red with errors. I think we may have just tickled the problem ;) I hope it's that simple - if it's not it means an upgrade of motherboard, ram and processor we can ill afford (who can?!)

The first nice thing was that Liz and Si came to Canterbury for a rare visit and between them, me and [livejournal.com profile] benc and pao we sacrificed a couple of duck and many pork dumplings at Cafe de China which I don't think I've been to since my birthday in November. Yum.

Once the duck had been well and truly sacrificed pao went home to tend to mrspao who is ill :( (get well soon!) and Liz and Si came to our local pub, The Dog, Rough Common (which has improved immensely under new management) and played a couple of games of pool and drank beer (or in Si's case, pisswater :P).

This evening we met up with [livejournal.com profile] fooflington and [livejournal.com profile] rahslowe on the beach for some fish and chips. Rah was mad and went in the sea :P Later on Laura, Jase and Laura's sister Lizzie came along too and there was more sea-ness by Rah and Laura. A little later as it was getting cold and dark (and feeling like April again instead of June) Foo, Rah, Ben and I went to the pub where the men drank beer (Whitstable Bay and Early Bird) and we played pool. Rah and I lost badly :(

So anyway, now I smell of smoky pub, which is bad, but I've had a couple of lovely days with my friends so I really don't mind.

Thanks guys :)
lizziec: (apod - milkyway)
Once upon a time (a long time ago in a galaxy far far away) there was a family with a "new" computer. To start it needed a floppy disk in its drive (built in to the keyboard) and when it did start it presented its operator with a numeric menu from which you chose options 1-*. When it started it said Hello Phillip, How is your lovely little family today? and the computer was much loved, for it came with First Choice (on a floppy - nothing on this computer ran without a floppy) to make documents on and a dot matrix printer to print the documents out. It came with a disc with games on - Tic-Tac-Toe, Chess and Frogger.

It was great.

It was an Olivetti PC1 with one floppy drive (like the one featured here). It was very light, much lighter than my PC now (Aragorn - as of last night the owner of two 250g disks [raid1] and a new PSU) because this is all there was to it.

With its (tiny) black and white screen it looked much like this:



The reason I'm talking about all this is because today I finally got round to checking on some old floppy disks that I found when ben and I were spring cleaning last week. Much of the results are very noisy and not terribly fruitful. Alas, most of these disks and the data on them are unsalvigable it would seem.

One of the disks was very old. It was called "Getting Started".

I took screenshots of what I found on them. The dates show just how old they are:





...Wow. I am of the firm believe that most of the WPK files are ones I created. Especially ones with titles like "THE_CAT" and "THE_DOG".

Of course, now I'm drowning in a wave of nostalgia.

And spending the rest of my day making models of the Starship Enterprise out of dead floppies.

lizziec: (apod - milkyway)
Once upon a time (a long time ago in a galaxy far far away) there was a family with a "new" computer. To start it needed a floppy disk in its drive (built in to the keyboard) and when it did start it presented its operator with a numeric menu from which you chose options 1-*. When it started it said Hello Phillip, How is your lovely little family today? and the computer was much loved, for it came with First Choice (on a floppy - nothing on this computer ran without a floppy) to make documents on and a dot matrix printer to print the documents out. It came with a disc with games on - Tic-Tac-Toe, Chess and Frogger.

It was great.

It was an Olivetti PC1 with one floppy drive (like the one featured here). It was very light, much lighter than my PC now (Aragorn - as of last night the owner of two 250g disks [raid1] and a new PSU) because this is all there was to it.

With its (tiny) black and white screen it looked much like this:



The reason I'm talking about all this is because today I finally got round to checking on some old floppy disks that I found when ben and I were spring cleaning last week. Much of the results are very noisy and not terribly fruitful. Alas, most of these disks and the data on them are unsalvigable it would seem.

One of the disks was very old. It was called "Getting Started".

I took screenshots of what I found on them. The dates show just how old they are:





...Wow. I am of the firm believe that most of the WPK files are ones I created. Especially ones with titles like "THE_CAT" and "THE_DOG".

Of course, now I'm drowning in a wave of nostalgia.

And spending the rest of my day making models of the Starship Enterprise out of dead floppies.

lizziec: (apod - milkyway)
Once upon a time (a long time ago in a galaxy far far away) there was a family with a "new" computer. To start it needed a floppy disk in its drive (built in to the keyboard) and when it did start it presented its operator with a numeric menu from which you chose options 1-*. When it started it said Hello Phillip, How is your lovely little family today? and the computer was much loved, for it came with First Choice (on a floppy - nothing on this computer ran without a floppy) to make documents on and a dot matrix printer to print the documents out. It came with a disc with games on - Tic-Tac-Toe, Chess and Frogger.

It was great.

It was an Olivetti PC1 with one floppy drive (like the one featured here). It was very light, much lighter than my PC now (Aragorn - as of last night the owner of two 250g disks [raid1] and a new PSU) because this is all there was to it.

With its (tiny) black and white screen it looked much like this:



The reason I'm talking about all this is because today I finally got round to checking on some old floppy disks that I found when ben and I were spring cleaning last week. Much of the results are very noisy and not terribly fruitful. Alas, most of these disks and the data on them are unsalvigable it would seem.

One of the disks was very old. It was called "Getting Started".

I took screenshots of what I found on them. The dates show just how old they are:





...Wow. I am of the firm believe that most of the WPK files are ones I created. Especially ones with titles like "THE_CAT" and "THE_DOG".

Of course, now I'm drowning in a wave of nostalgia.

And spending the rest of my day making models of the Starship Enterprise out of dead floppies.
lizziec: (CAFC)
EDF came and installed a new electric meter as ours was very old and at the end of its life or something, so now instead of an enormous one that has lots of turny dials we have one with just one counter and a blinky light that is making ben very excited. I suspect before long we shall be generating graphs about how much electric we use in any given period.

Geeks :)
lizziec: (evil bunnies)
Command and Conquer 3 is now out and in an effort to find somewhere where theoretically I could buy it and take it home today I went and searched the Dixon's website.

On typing in "Command and Conquer" to the search box I admit I was dubious. With Currys and PC World it only brought up Generals. We already have that. I was more than a little surprised when instead of anything even vaguely related it brought up "Microsoft Vista Home Basic Upgrade" as the top of two hits (the other was an Altec speaker).

So does this show a hidden agenda for Microsoft? Either way, it's a bit bizarre...



BTW - the best price so far is Play who have 25% off (selling it for £29.99 rather than £39.99) so I may well purchase it from there and wait the extra days.
lizziec: (potterpuffs - neville and luna)
Maxtor suck. Never buy Maxtor hard disks.

Anyone got a 60gb disk they want to give me? It appears virtually impossible to buy them any more (this one is out of warranty) and I can't afford to trade up to the pretty inexpensive 160gb/250gb disks.

Thank god for RAID...
lizziec: (Rocks fall)
This Poll has been brought on by watching the remastered Episode IV on Sky Movies last night. They're showing all six at the rate of one a week starting with the "Old" Trilogy and moving on to the "New".

Anyway, I just wanted the opinions of my flist on a few minor matters of Star Wars...

If you have stuff to say, stick it in a comment at the bottom :)

[Poll #807785]
lizziec: (Stargate SG1 Stargate)
To those of you on my flist who were comparing POTC2/3 and ESB/ROTJ and their characters (I'm looking at you, [livejournal.com profile] lisaofdoom, right now), my favourite movie mag, Empire has produced just such a feature in this months issue.

Here is is, reproduced by my own fair hands.

If Pirates 2 was the Empire Strikes Back of the trilogy (love triangle, father issues, erm, sword fights), that would make part three At World's End, Return of the Jedi. Based on plot points Empire has learned about the film, this - shoehorned into a familiar series - is how Pirates 3 should all pan out. Warning: Here be (possible) spoilers (and Ewoks) )
lizziec: (XKCD well duh)

Bill Gates Pr0n!


(Blame [livejournal.com profile] benc)





It's just so wrong! I think my brain has just started dribbling out of my ears :|

Retro!

10 June 2006 05:31 pm
lizziec: (keeton!)
Today I am mostly being incredibly lazy (for reasons why, see my other journal). Ben and I went to town early to get it out of the way before it started being unbearably hot and popped into Game. We found a couple of games that we'd been raving about for ages in the "2 for £x" section and so brought our very own copies of Theme Hospital and Rollercoaster Tycoon 2.

That's my weekend sorted then ;)
lizziec: (carebare hug)
In a new and unusual form of torture, I took Sue's kids to London with [livejournal.com profile] benc, [livejournal.com profile] red_pill and [livejournal.com profile] no1typo. We went to the Science Museum. I had becky, ben took Paul around and Phil corrupted wandered round with Tom.

We had a lovely, if tiring day, and Paul got 8 stickers for being good.

Pictures are here and here.

In other news, ben has a new camera, so expect lots of new pictures on his website as he practices willy waving using his camera. Unfortunately he (along with other wonderful members of UKC computing staff including [livejournal.com profile] fooflington) has been working since 6am this morning because Seeboard need to do stuff with campus power* so he hasn't been able to play as much as he wanted. I've also been up since then, but have yet to rival the amount of coffee he has ingested, so I may be off for a sleep soon.

We saw in town a new kitchen shop in the Buttermarket (near the Cathedral and Starbucks). It's so cool, and highly reccommended.

To finish, a picture that Paul has drawn of me (he drew it when he got home from the Science Museum:

Lizzie, by Paul, Age 5


This rather rambling entry has been brought to you by sleep deprivation and cool kitchen utensils.

* (don't know if that has anything to do with the fact that our power at home, and to most/all of Rough Common was off for over an hour this morning [though at a different time], but it seems rather likely. Bloody Seeboard.)
lizziec: (me - Lizzie-ben)
Ben won some shiny goodies from Google for his UK Speed Camera map, using Google Maps.

He won a flashy badge powered by uber LEDs of epilepsy-inducing-ness (You can't see the flashiness in the pictures :( - bug [livejournal.com profile] benc to upload a video :) )

Ben also won a Google Pen and a Google Tshirt which was too small for him, but fits me perfectly.

Bwhahaha

Google Boobies )

:D

All pictures of Google freebies <-- there :D
lizziec: (npower - orbs wot ben made for me)
Its aliiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiive!

...my keyboard layout is still american.

Debian sucks ;)
lizziec: (obama britain)
geekery )

other stuff )
lizziec: (willy fogg (book))
As you should all know by now from my whining I'm at Telehouse this weekend and I went to a slightly quieter part with Ben to observe the two minutes silence. It happened to be next to a window and as I looked out over Docklands and towards central London and the Gherkin I kept thinking as I watched the cars still moving and the landscape that someone who was alive for the first two minutes silence in 1919 wouldn't recognise it today. It all looks like we've come so far but we haven't. People are still at war and killing one another today, and all the technology has served to do is make us more efficient at doing so. It happens elsewhere so we rarely see it, but it's still happening.

Also: I don't think a man as full of hate as Ian Paisly should be allowed to lay a wreath at the Cenotaph. It's just not right.

lizziec: (XKCD drunk)
I am at telehouse this weekend for a whole weekend and I must admit, it started rather badly.

Rant about disorganisation )

Which is why I was very glad when Philip offered to buy me lunch. He came on the DLR from Greenwich and we went back to Greenwich for a 'spoons, then back to his room where I fixed his HTML a bit :) After that we wandered back to East India Dock where I am based atm because we thought the DLR route was silly. Well, it is silly, but I admit, it's quicker than walking and certainly quicker than walking the route that Phil and I did. It was, however, a lovely walk with excellent company, and a really nice time was had by all. Except for: Rant about the little shit in Greenwich )

Anyway, I had a lovely time with Philip and am thinking about accompanying him to the Cenotaph tomorrow. Depends if I can be arsed or not ;)

At the moment I'm back in Telehouse watching the battle of Britain on my lappy (already watched The Life and Death of Colonel Blimp and Apollo 13 (thanks [livejournal.com profile] no1typo and [livejournal.com profile] manyfacesofjase respectively) but I suspect that by tomorrow I will have watched all the DVDs I brought with me. Sucks. Feel all warm and glowy from my walk across Docklands. Yay!

ANyway, off for some more tasteless food now. BBiab to update my OtherJournal(tm) with my teacher training doings ;)
lizziec: (animals - gerbil - stan)
I meant to say a very happy birthday to [livejournal.com profile] greenfurrymoose for yesterday :)

In other news, off to Cafe de China in a bit :D Lots of people are around for my birthday weekend...Only concern is that tomorrow may be a bit of an anticlimax ;)

I have some lovely presents :D I'm feeling really good so far :D

Lots of books and DVDs plus my watch and some smellies and two bears from Build a Bear Workshop - will post piccies later :D Their names are Tyler and Steve :D

Fireworks last night were absoltely amazing, though two things happened to make me worry about the state of parenting. The first was when I and the Monkeys took a child no older than four over to the radio/st john ambulance tent because she had become seperated from her parents. It took us a good 5 mins to get her there and yet the first announcement wasn't that someone had lost a child, it was that a child had been found matching this description. How could the parents have not noticed in 5 mins that this child had wandered off?!

The second was when a parent yelled at their kids for being scared of the fire and the fireworks. You don't yell, you make them feel safe and explain there's nothing to be afraid of.

Anyway, a good evening was had :D

Also, this lappy rocks. If anyone is looking for a cheap laptop with a dvd writer I reccomend a thinkpad r50e. You can get one from staples (in Wincheap) for only £399 *total*

MMmmmmmshiny :D

*bounces*
lizziec: (animals - gerbil - stan eating)
Vote now!

[Poll #605223]
lizziec: (animals - giraffe hug)
I now have a Shiny Toy (tm)

It's an IBM Thinkpad R50e. Yum :D

Ben has fireworks.

I am 22 on Monday and my friends and family will be here for me and fireworks.

So happy and bouncy. WHeeeeeeeeeeeeeee :D

*Installs OSes on new lappy*
lizziec: (animals - giraffe kiss)
Guess what?

I'm getting me a thinkpad today :D :D :D

*dances*

So excited...don't know how I'll get through Uni!

*dances more*
lizziec: (animals - giraffe mother and baby)
Well a week today I turn 22 :O A present from Liz arrived today to be opened Saturday when she is around.

Ben gave me my birthday presents today because I needed one of them.

He has given me the most beautiful watch which has mother of perl inlaid into the face. It's so beautiful and so me and I didn't even show him what kind of watch I wanted. I married a man with good taste :D I also got a voucher for the build a bear workshop. WIN :D *bounces around*

My Solaris open source tshirt arrived today (finally) having taken six weeks to reach me - it went through US customs on the 17th September.

Not a bad end to the day, even if I didn't get home till 7:45pm tonight.

Finally, given that this post is about my birthday I'm going to finish up by pimping shamelessly my amazon wishlist. SHAMELESSLY I TELLS YA!

Rar.
lizziec: (animals - giraffe mother and baby)
Well a week today I turn 22 :O A present from Liz arrived today to be opened Saturday when she is around.

Ben gave me my birthday presents today because I needed one of them.

He has given me the most beautiful watch which has mother of perl inlaid into the face. It's so beautiful and so me and I didn't even show him what kind of watch I wanted. I married a man with good taste :D I also got a voucher for the build a bear workshop. WIN :D *bounces around*

My Solaris open source tshirt arrived today (finally) having taken six weeks to reach me - it went through US customs on the 17th September.

Not a bad end to the day, even if I didn't get home till 7:45pm tonight.

Finally, given that this post is about my birthday I'm going to finish up by pimping shamelessly my amazon wishlist. SHAMELESSLY I TELLS YA!

Rar.
lizziec: (animals - giraffe mother and baby)
Well a week today I turn 22 :O A present from Liz arrived today to be opened Saturday when she is around.

Ben gave me my birthday presents today because I needed one of them.

He has given me the most beautiful watch which has mother of perl inlaid into the face. It's so beautiful and so me and I didn't even show him what kind of watch I wanted. I married a man with good taste :D I also got a voucher for the build a bear workshop. WIN :D *bounces around*

My Solaris open source tshirt arrived today (finally) having taken six weeks to reach me - it went through US customs on the 17th September.

Not a bad end to the day, even if I didn't get home till 7:45pm tonight.

Finally, given that this post is about my birthday I'm going to finish up by pimping shamelessly my amazon wishlist. SHAMELESSLY I TELLS YA!

Rar.
lizziec: (animals - koala and baby)
I have a question for computer&Linux geeks.

Basically, after my last dist-upgrade, gnome (or debian?) refuses to adopt UK keyboard mapping and every time I try I get the following error message:

"Error activating XKB configuration.
It can happen under various circumstances:
- a bug in libxklavier library
- a bug in X server (xkbcomp, xmodmap utilities)
- X server with incompatible libxkbfile

X server version data:
The XFree86 Project, Inc
40300001
You are using XFree 4.3.0.
There are known problems with complex XKB configurations.
Try using a soimpler configuration or taking a more fresh version of XFree software.
"

So...any ideas how to fix? This is the newest version and my config hasn't been changed in years.

Do you think I should switch from XFree86 to Xorg?

Am I talking shit?

Help would be appreciated :)

--------

[Edit] All fixed! I purged XFree86 and moved to Xorg and when I broke it all horribly ben fixed it.

Winnar :D

Ta to skel and evad too - you may claim free chocolate when you next see me :P ;)

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