Which saint are you?

Kelvin’s blog today has an article about the Which Saint Are You? quiz. Ever a sucker for an online quiz, I duely followed the link.

Julian

You are Julian of Norwich! It’s all about God, to you. You’re convinced that the world has a happy ending. Everyone else is convinced that you’re a closet hippie, but you love them anyway.

Which Saint Are You? brought to you by Quizilla

Which is about right.

The quiz webmaster is no saint, however. That auto-generated code wasn’t validating XHTML! Font tags?! Who in their right mind uses font tags these days?

An enjoyable day off to save the galaxy

Today has been a long, but enjoyable day off. It all began around 05:00 when I woke up needing a pee and couldn’t get back to sleep when I returned to bed for worrying about the gazillion things on my Outlook tasks list. So I just got up and started to do them.

I do realise that days off are supposed to be for re-creation and relaxation, but to be honest there was no way I was going to relax until I’d got the rotas retyped and emailed to team members, and answer the 75 emails that I’d marked “For Follow Up” in Outlook 2003. Then there was more email folder purging to be done, and a little more My Documents folder reorganisation. And all before lunch. Mind you, I didn’t have my lunch until around 15:00.

At the end of it all I managed to enjoy a round of Star Wars Battlefront. And I manged to save the galaxy this afternoon. Again. Which was nice.

RIP Nokia 6100 — Viva Nokia 5140i

“Is there anything else I can help you with today?” the O2 customer service adviser asked me at the end of our telephone conversation.
“Would you be able to arrange a funeral service for my Nokia 6100?” I asked.
There was a slight pause at the other end before the customer adviser chuckled and respectfully suggested that I might be able to simply bury the old phone in the garden.
“So,” she said bringing our conversation to an end, “you should receive your new Nokia 5140i in the post on Friday.”
“Thank you so much for your help,” I said and hung up.

Not everyone I’d spoken to about my deceased mobile phone had been quite so helpful this morning. Thirty minutes earlier I had been standing in the o2 shop at the Gyle Shopping Centre being verbally bombarded by a young trainee’s apathy. Speaking too fast, with a Glaswegian accent, and mumbling he informed me that a) my phone wasn’t working (yeah! thanks for that Einstein!), that b) it would need repaired (REALLY?!!), and that c) he didn’t have a clue how much it would cost.

“What about an upgrade?”
He shrugged.
“But I’m sure I took out insurance when I got the phone. Gold insurance,” I said reaching into my bag to extract the relevant paperwork.
“Well, you’ll have to speak to Customer Services about that, there’s nothing we can do about that here.

I took the ironically titled O2 care card and wandered out of the shop feeling rather dejected, still with a broken phone, and now muttering to myself about how useful that assistant hadn’t been.

The O2 Customer Service (0870 241 0202 or 202) could not have been more helpful. Within five minutes they’d determined that as I hadn’t upgraded my phone in the two years I’ve had the Pay Monthly contract I was elegible for an upgrade. The nearest upgrade for the Nokia 6100 was a Nokia 6020.

Being the shallow geek that I am, I like to know what my phone is going to look like. I began to worry that I might be landed with a funky-looking phone that would be better suited in a modern art gallery or on an episide of Dr Who than in my pocket.
“I tell you what I really need,” I said. “I really need a phone that has triband, and has infrared, so that I can use it as a modem with my PDA.”
“Okay, give me a moment … what about the Nokia 5140i?” she said. “That has both features that you want. It’s a black phone. It also has a colour screen, a camera, and an FM radio.”

As it happens the 5140i was one of the phones that I looked at online last night. So I took the plunge and said “Yeah, that would be great, thanks.”

Nokia 5140i

Here it is (above). It should be with me on Friday. And to be honest, as sad as I am to lose my faithful 6100, I’m actually quite excited about my new handset. The only thing is, I hope it has good voice quality, because despite all the gadgetry that it sports, the thing that I really need it for is as a telephone.

Bother

I’ve been feeling particularly low today. Little self-belief, or self-confidence. Worrying about the future. Struggling.

I was listening to my MP3 collection (one of the few things that survived The Crash(TM)) on random when Stone Sour’s song Bother came on. I found it somewhat (somehow?) encouraging. In there was something of the tension that I was feeling: a battle between wanting just to give up and finding that extra energy to fight on.

Bother
by Stone Sour

Wish I was too dead to cry
My self-affliction fades
Stones to throw at my creator
Masochists to which I cater
You don’t need to bother;
I don’t need to be
I’ll keep slipping farther
But once I hold on,
I won’t let go ’til it bleeds

Wish I was too dead to care
If indeed I cared at all
Never had a voice to protest
So you fed me shit to digest
I wish I had a reason;
my flaws are open season
For this, I gave up trying
One good turn deserves my dying

You don’t need to bother;
I don’t need to be
I’ll keep slipping farther
But once I hold on,
I won’t let go ’til it bleeds

Wish I’d died instead of lived
A zombie hides my face
Shell forgotten
with its memories
Diaries left
with cryptic entries

And you don’t need to bother;
I don’t need to be
I’ll keep slipping farther
But once I hold on,
I won’t let go ’til it bleeds

You don’t need to bother;
I don’t need to be
I’ll keep slipping farther
But once I hold on:
I’ll never live down my deceit

I still feel low. Perhaps an early night will help. And then tomorrow I can take my broken phone to the O2 shop and see if I can get another Nokia 6100. (Jane’s old one, I’ve just discovered, has a damaged earpiece!)

A Blogger’s Favourite Blogs blog-meme (Edinburgh edition)

The following questions were posted on Steve Lawson’s blog, who concluded his post with “Right, there you go – now go answer them on your own blogs!”. So, being an obedient sort of chap …

1. If you were stuck on a desert island with an internet connection to only one blog, whose would it be?
I would have said Steve Lawson’s blog but you can’t leave comments on it, and I would definitely want a blog that I could leave messages like, “Help! I’m stuck on a desert island. It’s the one with sand, palm trees and, oddly, a T1 internet connection. Please send International Rescue … or Melissa auf der Maur (see later!).” So … it would have to be … well, I was then going to say James Frost’s blog, but he posts so infrequently that I’d get bored of reading the same posts quite quickly. So I’m going to say Thought Mechanics, which I’ve started to read recently … plus, I love the name.

2. Which is the blog that makes you laugh the most?
James Frost’s The Bears Are Coming website/blog. Take for example, “I haven’t blogged in approximately… 2 and a half thousand billion years, so I thought I should try and post something.” That had me crying with laughter.

3. Which blog is most likely to make you cry?
Sleepless in Sudan. Uncensored, direct from a dazed & confused aid worker in Darfur, Sudan. I can’t remember how I stumbled upon this website. A link to a link to a link probably. It’s heartbreaking what is going on in that country.

4. Which blog is most likely to inspire you to part with cash for a CD/DVD?
Without a doubt: Amazon UK. I know that it’s technically not a blog, but it might as well be. They pack their site with loads of great recommendations, that quite often I’m just too tempted to say no.

5. Which blog is most likely to cause you to change your mind about an issue?
Probably Noam Chomsky’s blog, Turning the Tide. I’ve long admired his writings about linguistics and politics. (Although he’s not blogged for ages … he’s probably under house arrest by the US Government and banned from any access to the internet!)

6. Which blog do you read first in the morning?
It’s usually Steve Lawson’s blog, if I’m honest. If for no other reason than he’s such a prolific blogger, but he also has Interesting Things To Say(TM).

7. Of the blogs you read by people you don’t know, who would you most like to meet?
That would be either Noam Chomsky for the reasons stated above, or Melissa auf der Maur because I find her music and view on life inspiring … oh! and she’s gorgeous!