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Merry Christmas

Posted by | Posted in Random, The 9-To-5 Droll | Posted on 24-12-2008

I wonder what reindeer tastes like…

Well, it’s that time of year again. And unfortunately I’m stuck at work, doing not a lot. Still, today is the last day of work (until Monday) so that’ll make it three threee-working-day weeks in a row. Win!

Christmas Carolers came a-knocking at the door yesterday. I’m not entirely sure what they wanted, aside from spreading the festive cheer, of course, but I decided not to open the door. For some reason, I find it rather uncomfortable when random strangers turn up and start serenading me. It’s almost as if they expect me to burst into song with them, or at least invite them in for “coffee”. As it happens, I was listening to copious amounts of bassline garage at the time, and failed to hear the doorbell (assuming they rang it) and so I didn’t realise anyone was there until I popped downstairs for a brew.

I’m glad that people are keeping the old traditions alive though. And to be fair, they sounded quite good. Well, all except this one woman, who really shouldn’t have been singing. They should have restricted her duties to door-knocking slash pestering of neighbours.

I’ve got a cold at the moment. Well, it’s trying to make me ill, but I’ve decided that being ill a couple of Christmases ago is quite enough thank you very much, and so the mind-over-mater thing has kicked in and I refuse to get ill. Despite not sleeping a lot over the last few nights, I’m still well and truly fighting it off, despite being assaulted with a barrage of the sniffles, sore throats, runny noses, the lot. Honestly, a positive mental attitude goes a long way into helping you recover from illness, or even preventing it in the first place.

I had a bit of chuckle yesterday when someone on a forum posted a picture that had been watermarked with “www.engrish.com” and being the nosey-parker type that I am, I went and had a look at what other funnies they had to offer. And quite a few, it turned out. As much as I love reading typos and little grammatical mishaps, it turns out that the Japanese peeps in particular use English as a design aspect, rather than to provide a translation to any English-speaking folk who may be reading their signposts, leaflets, newspapers etc. Which probably looks good to them (in much the same way that Chinese symbols on tattoos look good to us) but it means that they don’t really bother to check what the translation says. So of course, the internet being what it is, a website sprung up to provide pictures of these bad translations for the English-speaking world to point and laugh at. Ahh, it’s what the internet was built for.

After using WordPress 2.7 for a few days now, I’ve come to realise that as good as it is, the textboxes for typing posts such as this can be extremely slow to react to key presses, particularly to the ‘backspace’ key. I’m not sure if it’s just my laptop being slow (as I’ve yet to make a new blog post at home on my super-beast) but it can be rather annoying trying to correct typos only to realise that you’ve erased half your sentance unintentionally, all because the cursor couldn’t keep up. There’s a lesson for you, kids – don’t use too much Javascript on your websites!

Unless you’re using Chrome, which seems to eat Javascript for breakfast. Don’t trust it with your passwords though.

Well, my gym outtings have been steady. It’s been around a month now since I decided to sort it out and drag my rotting carcuss to the gym on a regular basis. I have to say, although I feel a lot better and healthier, I’ve yet to notice any real fat-reduction or muscle-gaining differences. Perhaps I should aim to get down the gym more than twice a week, and perhaps I should take another look at the types of food I’m eating. It seems that just staying off of crappy foods isn’t quite enough, and I should probably look at the food types that I eat, and when.

A friend of mine (yes you know who you are, you raving queen, you) who recently started uni was telling me how different things feel at Christmas time. He mentioned that a lot of the students all rushed home for Christmas, and that it happened rather suddenly. It brought back memories of my own uni experiences, and I remember thinking the same thing. For three months at a time there are hundreds of people who live and work together, all enjoying the student life. It’s great, and you feel like one big happy family. But as soon as it’s the holiday season, everyone disappears without a trace, and sometimes without so much as a goodbye, leaving you feeling a little betrayed. It sounds weird, but anyone who has to stick around longer than others at uni will know what I mean. Still, he’d better get used to it!

My Christmas plans are still rather ‘fluidic’, shall we say. There are obviously a number of households and family members that I need to see, despite them probably not being in one place for very long. My family is a weird one (aren’t they all?) in that they don’t seem to understand the concept of ‘family’ at all, let alone the concept of ‘Christmas time with the family’. Personally, I’m of the belief that Christmas time should be spent with family rather than friends. Well, I say “Christmas time”, but I really mean Christmas Day itself. New Year’s Eve, on the other hand, is the time to be out and about with mates, getting completely trolleyed and ‘celebrating’ the new year. Which why it’s such a pain in the arse that I’m working. Boooo! Still, I’ve been offered the chance to debut my mixing skills on the UKTA Radio special Christmas broadcast this week, so that’s good. Or bad, depending on how you look at it.

I’ve found that Christmas itself is over rather quickly. I guess it’s because as you get older, you’ve got more to sort out, and so time tends to fly by without you realising. It seems to me like just yesterday that I was pointing out to someone that it was exactly nine weeks to Christmas, and now it’s here. But I suppose Christmas is really for kids and greedy shopping outlets. Having said that, one or two of the greedy shopping outlets have closed down, and one or two more are in some difficulty. So I guess it’s not a very merry Christmas for some. It does amaze me that any business that’s been going well for over a 100 years (yes, I’m looking at you, Whittards) can suddenly find itself in a financial quagmire. I guess the operative word there is ‘suddenly’. Clearly it’s not a sudden position to find yourself in – you’d see it a mile off. So why do so many shops and retailers leave it until it’s too late?

Well, that’s about it from me until I find myself sat at work again, which will be Monday. If I don’t post tomorrow (which is likely, unless I get a bit drunk, in which case I almost certainly will) then I wish you all a very Merry Christmas! And in the interests of being politically incorrect, if you don’t celebrate Christmas, you’re doing it wrong!

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