I’ve grown up listening to Nightmares on Wax, and I’m all the better for it.
USB ports on the blink, dead DVD drive, battery needs a service, broken screen hinge/chassis. If it were an animal, I’d recommend shooting it in the head.
Oh yeah, I almost forgot- laptop for sale! Details as follows:
Excellent power cable, fully functioning keyboard, custom flat operation, seasoned traveller, shiny metal surfaces, backlit fruit logo, sophisticated paperweight.
Will also swap for CHF 2214 and a box of After-Eights.
It’s a year since my last birthday and its been the most difficult year of my life. So I’m happy to draw a line under it. We construct and re-construct our memories all the time so don’t get stuck in the past.
I have deep respect for those affected by manic depression. Sensitivity is both an incredible blessing and a vicious curse. I was very sad to hear of Robin Williams death yesterday, but it’s with warm feelings that I remember the brilliant man he was.
"Hi, thank you for your email. I do not understand two things. One is why it would take 2 weeks to send me two tires. I’ve never had anything take that long. The second is why you say this had been sent by Royal Mail, we are in Germany (and my apologies for not using your language, I’ve only just started learning), why would it be sent by Royal Mail? After this I read about your company and it states it’s a UK company. Have I ordered German tires from England to be sent to Germany? If so, that’s rather silly."
The answer- yes. I bought tyres for my bike from Amazon.de. What I didn’t realise (because it didn’t tell me this) is that it’s a UK company selling the German made tyre, the product is in England and I’m buying it to be sent back to Germany at local postage rate. Being a bit embarrassed about my mistake and how ridiculous the whole thing is, I went on the website to find that all four of the companies selling these German made tyres on the German Amazon website are in England, and just to double check, yes, those specific tyres are made in Germany.
Mad world. Of course the first argument is- you should have gone to a local bike shop and bought them, and of course I should have, I agree. But sometimes it’s easier to have it sent to your door, especially when you don’t speak the local language and have a complex about that. I’ll endeavour to learn my lesson- convenience breeds ignorance.
Ironic how some of the most affluent places are culturally bankrupt.
Moving on means- not doing the same thing.
Otherwise you’re talking about the evolution of a present past.
This is post number one thousand and one. The first was in June 2008. This roughly averages to one post every two days for six years.