October 2015


Screen splitting and freezing, while Time Team is still running on Safari. This is probably a known solder fault, and may be fixable, but age will make that difficult. 

I have not been able to back up to my external for ages (for the old partition running 10.6.8 Time Machine claimed the external was full, when the external seemed to have space. I’ve not tried backing up the new partition). 

So I need to decide if I buy a new external and hope the Macbook works long enough To back up. At present I am not sure how much I would miss. Memories are fleeting and corruptible, no matter what form they take. 

So I will not be using the Macbook. Leaving me with a mis-functioning iPhone 4 as my only internet outreach. 

Not a good 5 days. 

Do I enjoy writing this? Again, the answer is not unequivocal at the moment.

I have work to catch up on, including an immense backlog on my own house, so I have things to do, probably for the next month at least. I have given up not only pubs, but also drink until I stop coughing. I was forced to miss City’s home win last night, but cannot say I missed it; and I have no desire to create anything or write anything; so until I feel creative, or just enthusiastic, I am giving that up and all.

My iPhone also seems to be dying. Text’s and calls seem to get through, but neither cause any alert, so I missed them. If you have my landline use that, if you want the number text or mail me.

Do I enjoy drinking beer? Do I enjoy watching Bradford City? Do I enjoy creating and performing in shows?

None of the answer are unequivocal, leastways not at the moment. I am well enough to be cleaning (I am being visited later), and not coughing much, but I feel neither very well nor happy.

I need things to do, but do not know if I would be better finding different things to do, and maybe drink. I experimented on Sunday with drinking wine in pubs, but the experimental results were made void by extraneous circumstances.

Not a well day. 

  

Every morning I think I’m better, then start coughing. I have quite enjoyed the illness, it’s been fairly low maintance, but I am getting a bit sick of it. 

I have a ticket for the game (£15), but the train will cost £17. Waste £15, or spend an extra £17+. I’m staying put. 

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