My own fault

Here I am. Been messing around a bit too much these last few days, bad moods and tiredness being the excuse.

Now I had everything quite scheduled for the last three days before my holidays, and then...

I'm having to do this evening what I expected to do tomorrow in 5 hours. Because tomorrow morning I shall have a long, unexpected meeting, and then I'll have to help re-organize the last of our old filing system. And I had already scheduled tomorrow afternoon to go through everything my assistant shall have to do while I'm away, and see if my indications are clear and she understands what and when..

Yesterday I was quite happy thinking I had most of it seen to, I'm actually ahead of myself and have solved things due for next week and so on. Now I realize I should have taken more seriously those corny secretarial tips in the mags, and left twice or three times as much of my daily schedule free for The Unexpected!

Anyway, not going to post while camping :P but probably will do once am back.

C. U.!

Pisssssed off, I am

No, my assistant is not going to have her part of our task done in time.

I guess it shall all fall back on me, as I agreed on her taking two days off last week. But how the hell did she go onto doing this other shit for september, instead of our basic task to give in tomorrow???!!!

Am not correcting the partial ammendments, as there may be major changes still and it would be useless.

But, of course, the R. A. Officers are now freaking out because they can't cope with tables in Word, and are wasting so much time adjusting format that they are not progressing in the real work, compiling information in the tables.

Sometimes I do wish I could start off some new Church. Talk people into my knowledge, get them to see me. Remember, Mary-Anne?

Stuuuuuuupid summer

I have hardly noticed it's summer this year.

I mean, it's hot, o.k. And I have had a few nights out, as you can read at the other blog -even had the odd flirt and so on. And more than so on, anyway.

I have also had some friends in town for a month, with the logical change of sights, spending time with them, new conversation, actually talking intelligent stuff with them instead of the typical crap.

Yet, I still don't feel I'm in summer. House is a crappy mess, as I hardly realize I've been -gulp!- over a month without Hugo around, and keep postponing the really needed 'spring clean and turn it all inside out'. Have only been to the beach once this year, and only thanks to the aforementioned visitors. No beachy evenings lazying on the sand, after work. No cycling around town -the fact I haven't got a bike might help there.

Not even last week, sitting on a soggy beach deck chair, at the CCCB's cinema sesion, did I feel quite in August.

Suggestions, please.

Can't believe it

Driving me mad, this is

LIFE IN THE CITY THIS WEEK: UPDATED 02/08/05

CCCB starts today its August open air film cycle: Gandules... Original Versions, odd films, usually a cool atmosphere to spend a hot summer night: Tue-Fri, at 10:00 p.m., free entrance but don't go too late.

CaixaForum also opens every Wednesday 'till midnight, and has free activities and/or really cheap ones -dance, live music, videoart...

MACBA is open 'till midnight on Thursdays

The Verdi cinemas show short films or cortometrajes free at 21:45h (Verdi)& 22:10h (Verdi Park)

Still in time to catch the last few Thursday Film Sessions at Fort Pienc (Near Arc de Trionf) at ten p.m., too.

Somehow, I could have guessed...

Yet another silly test I needed to try ;D

I'm Krusty, who are you? by NoHomers.net

Don't you wonder...?

Dear Okok,


Here is your horoscope for Friday, July 29:

Concentrating on anything other than those dear to you just won't work out well. Your thoughts will be impossible to control, as will a sudden tendency towards stubbornness.
Don't talk yourself out of it.

Be yourself.

Sometimes I do wonder if there is some truth behind daily e-mailed horoscopes

Basecamp theory

Ian had gone on and on about his theory. Both him and me, we are the sort of person you can describe as a 'Base Camp': people pass by your life, know you, love you, leave you... and drift back to you when in need of support, warmth. Help.

Joke or not, we went through our various relationships, not just lovers but also friends... and it has been quite a pattern.

Joan, my ex, whom I was losing when I started this blog, has split up with his current girlfriend and is counting me as his closest friend to go through his depressions and moods. He admits he feels bad about 'using me' now he's going through all this, 'after all I made you suffer' -but I am in fact quite enjoying the intimacy we had gained again while he was still going out with the girl, and am happy he knows I'll be there as a friend whenever he needs me.

Though I must admit it does sting every now and then.

The incident is continuing.

Just read on the Times Online, while glancing through the news on todays' scare:

Large parts of London were cordoned off after the bombs, including University College Hospital, near Warren Street, where armed police reportedly chased a man - thought to be a bomber - into the building.
Soon afterwards, an internal memo was circulated among hospital staff asking them to be on the alert for a black or Asian man, 6ft 2ins in height, wearing a blue top with a hole in the back with wires protruding from it.
A press spokesman for the hospital confirmed that armed officers were inside. The incident is continuing.

It's the last sentence that most worries me... For how long???

Envelopes

Dragging two big envelopes from work, for the las three hours, not noticing any post boxes and worrying about losing them.

Right now, propped by the screen. Just in case.

Better post them before drinking meeting my friends.