Diary Entry
10.45 am It has taken me from 10.00 until now to sort through all my emails! Most of them were junk, but there were a few old ones from friends I needed to reply to. I think I only have one left that needs attention, but I sent Gary an email last night to tell him that I will get back to him soon. I was a bit worse for wear when I read through it last night.
My new laptop arrived this morning! I say new, but it's new to me, and it looks like it's hardly every been used! Gertzy even threw in a CD-RW drive for it, and it already had a DVD-ROM drive. He also sent us a bottle of Scotch and a bottle of French chardonnay! What a cool guy! I wish I could have brought it with me to the shop to do my essay on, but it doesn't have Word installed on it yet.
As I was going to sleep last night, I had the best ideas come to me for my essay. I can't remember a single one of them now. I knew I should have got up to write them down! What a pillock.
Nati sent me a nice card from the Netherlands, and in it she said to give Braden a special hug from her! I can't wait to see his face when I tell him!
12.19 pm Why can't judges speak English? You would think that they would speak English in the House of Lords! I think they just like to sound pompous and impressive when they ramble on in flowery words rather than get to the point in plain English. I've just read one rather long case, and I ended up scanning the document for key words, like "morals" and "decency". I found some good material that way.
I tried to convince Simon to install Word on my new laptop and bring it to me so I can get started on my essay, but he wasn't falling for it. I even tried to bribe him. I told him I'd buy him some "proper fags" rather than him buying "Crappy Maggy Fags". (Long story.) I thought he'd take the offer just to get a real cigarette, but no. It would mean he would have to get dressed and leave the house. When we were having burgers at Shell's last night, I tried to get him to join us, but he wouldn't. I think he's obsessed with whatever it is he does on his computer all day and into the night. We had the same problem last year, and we almost split up over it. I'm determined it's not going to happen again, but I can only do so much.
Oh, I forgot a couple of funny things that happened last night while we were out. I had asked Simon to draw some money out of the cash machine on his way home from the shop, but he forgot, so I had to get some out of the machine in one of the pubs. There was a guy leaning on it, and I was trying to get past him but he wouldn't move. I finally got my point across, and he turned to his mates and said, "Damn, for a minute there I thought I'd pulled!" Yeah right ... He was a bit young for me.
When we were in the last pub waiting to be served, some guy started chatting to me about the price of beer and said, "I can't believe the price of this stuff. It used to be £1.20, now it's £2.30! I should never have started killing people so they would lock me up for 20 years". I hope he was joking. I'm sure he was. Anyway, Shell and I said, "Yeah, that's what we were thinking when we said we were going to bury our husbands under the patio". He looked at me and said, "You don't look old enough to be married". Yeah right ... I told him I have a daughter who is about to turn 16 soon, and he asked, "Hey do you use that Oil of Ulay stuff? I tried it but it tastes terrible!" I was in hysterics by this time, and when he said, "And that Camay soap!" I stopped laughing long enough to tell him, "I used to use that, but it always got stuck in my teeth".
1.52 pm I've been researching cases, and I'm close to getting ready to write the essay! Of course, I've just gone through my lecture notes and found a boat load of material on a hand out that I forgot to read ... Typical. Oh well, a lot of it is stuff I've managed to find on my own anyway. At least if I get a bad mark, I can have the comfort of knowing I did most of the research on my own instead of following lecture notes.
I'm closing the shop early today. No one has bought anything, and now Eckington is a ghost town again. A bit of it is due to the weather. We've had rain, sleet and snow. The sun's out now, but it always goes back in so I guess the people who might have walked through town can't be bothered. A lot of it is due to the fact this is a crap location, but we couldn't afford anything else.
Simon says he's sorted my laptop for me! Yippee!
9.51 pm The laptop is wonderful! Unfortunately Simon can't get it to connect to the internet through the network in the house, so I've had to come into the shop to print off the cases I need. I hadn't planned on printing them. I was just going to access them as I went along while writing my essay. So, instead of working on the essay, I'm just now printing the last case I think I'll need. If I need more, I'll either have to look in my text books or go without.
I brought Mitch with me to protect me while I'm here alone so late at night. He's a pussy cat really, but he looks vicious and has a wicked bark. Shell says he looks like a pit bull, so that probably puts people off. I had the webcam on so Simon could keep an eye on me, but he never bothered to look at it. I ended up switching it off and switching music on instead.
Speaking of Shell, she wanted to go out again tonight. I wish I could. I really enjoyed last night.
The last one has printed! I'm outta here!
My new laptop arrived this morning! I say new, but it's new to me, and it looks like it's hardly every been used! Gertzy even threw in a CD-RW drive for it, and it already had a DVD-ROM drive. He also sent us a bottle of Scotch and a bottle of French chardonnay! What a cool guy! I wish I could have brought it with me to the shop to do my essay on, but it doesn't have Word installed on it yet.
As I was going to sleep last night, I had the best ideas come to me for my essay. I can't remember a single one of them now. I knew I should have got up to write them down! What a pillock.
Nati sent me a nice card from the Netherlands, and in it she said to give Braden a special hug from her! I can't wait to see his face when I tell him!
12.19 pm Why can't judges speak English? You would think that they would speak English in the House of Lords! I think they just like to sound pompous and impressive when they ramble on in flowery words rather than get to the point in plain English. I've just read one rather long case, and I ended up scanning the document for key words, like "morals" and "decency". I found some good material that way.
I tried to convince Simon to install Word on my new laptop and bring it to me so I can get started on my essay, but he wasn't falling for it. I even tried to bribe him. I told him I'd buy him some "proper fags" rather than him buying "Crappy Maggy Fags". (Long story.) I thought he'd take the offer just to get a real cigarette, but no. It would mean he would have to get dressed and leave the house. When we were having burgers at Shell's last night, I tried to get him to join us, but he wouldn't. I think he's obsessed with whatever it is he does on his computer all day and into the night. We had the same problem last year, and we almost split up over it. I'm determined it's not going to happen again, but I can only do so much.
Oh, I forgot a couple of funny things that happened last night while we were out. I had asked Simon to draw some money out of the cash machine on his way home from the shop, but he forgot, so I had to get some out of the machine in one of the pubs. There was a guy leaning on it, and I was trying to get past him but he wouldn't move. I finally got my point across, and he turned to his mates and said, "Damn, for a minute there I thought I'd pulled!" Yeah right ... He was a bit young for me.
When we were in the last pub waiting to be served, some guy started chatting to me about the price of beer and said, "I can't believe the price of this stuff. It used to be £1.20, now it's £2.30! I should never have started killing people so they would lock me up for 20 years". I hope he was joking. I'm sure he was. Anyway, Shell and I said, "Yeah, that's what we were thinking when we said we were going to bury our husbands under the patio". He looked at me and said, "You don't look old enough to be married". Yeah right ... I told him I have a daughter who is about to turn 16 soon, and he asked, "Hey do you use that Oil of Ulay stuff? I tried it but it tastes terrible!" I was in hysterics by this time, and when he said, "And that Camay soap!" I stopped laughing long enough to tell him, "I used to use that, but it always got stuck in my teeth".
1.52 pm I've been researching cases, and I'm close to getting ready to write the essay! Of course, I've just gone through my lecture notes and found a boat load of material on a hand out that I forgot to read ... Typical. Oh well, a lot of it is stuff I've managed to find on my own anyway. At least if I get a bad mark, I can have the comfort of knowing I did most of the research on my own instead of following lecture notes.
I'm closing the shop early today. No one has bought anything, and now Eckington is a ghost town again. A bit of it is due to the weather. We've had rain, sleet and snow. The sun's out now, but it always goes back in so I guess the people who might have walked through town can't be bothered. A lot of it is due to the fact this is a crap location, but we couldn't afford anything else.
Simon says he's sorted my laptop for me! Yippee!
9.51 pm The laptop is wonderful! Unfortunately Simon can't get it to connect to the internet through the network in the house, so I've had to come into the shop to print off the cases I need. I hadn't planned on printing them. I was just going to access them as I went along while writing my essay. So, instead of working on the essay, I'm just now printing the last case I think I'll need. If I need more, I'll either have to look in my text books or go without.
I brought Mitch with me to protect me while I'm here alone so late at night. He's a pussy cat really, but he looks vicious and has a wicked bark. Shell says he looks like a pit bull, so that probably puts people off. I had the webcam on so Simon could keep an eye on me, but he never bothered to look at it. I ended up switching it off and switching music on instead.
Speaking of Shell, she wanted to go out again tonight. I wish I could. I really enjoyed last night.
The last one has printed! I'm outta here!
posted by Melinda at 1/07/2005 11:28:00 pm
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