COLD *augh*
Wednesday, 29 December 2004 06:05 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
keaalu Aaaarse, problems, problems. Went home for Christmas, which was good and fun and lovely, and acquired a telly off my parents (the old one they don’t use any more) – thought, I’ll be good, I’ll go and buy my TV licence this lunchtime, trundle off to the Post Office to pay my £121 (*sob*) and what do I find? That the way the TV Licence payments work are the most ARSEY damned load of shite in the World, EVAR –for anyone else that you pay a year’s “subscription” to, you get a year, like a prepayment certificate would run from say 30th December 2004 to 29th December 2005. But oh no, TV licence has to be different, you pay for the MONTHS, so if you pay at the END of a month, you’re still paying for that month in full – so if I paid today, I’d only get three days worth of December, and the licence would run out in November. WHAT the FORK. Argh. So the telly has to stay in the box until AFTER the Bank Holiday weekend, when the Post Office will be open again. Load of BOOL SHEET. I bite them *bite*
It’s no wonder some people dodge paying the fee – I mean, aside from the fact BBC telly is fairly crap at the moment anyway (I can’t confess to missing having a TV, but it’s nice to have one now I have it)The trouble is, I recently notified the Licensing bureau I didn’t HAVE a TV, which was why I didn’t have a licence, so I don’t really want them appearing on my doorstep smiling in that knowing way and nobble me for not having a licence now I DO have a gogglebox. ARGH, stupid. *bite*
I have more things to be grumpy about, but I’m not going to sour my diary any more. :P Aside from the fact that a relative of a friend of mine at work is going to court to contest a £20 parking fine – she says he’d rather contest the fine and pay £500 in expenses than just admit he parked in the wrong place (on a Traffic Island, I think… WTF? :P) and pay the fine. And people wonder why the legal system is so slow!
The pharmacy has now got the prescription tracking system installed – I’m sensing utter disaster lurking on the horizon. *hides face* The builders have buggered off for Christmas, after having done a full five days work, not finished what they were supposed to finish and left the department looking like it’s about to fall down. PAIN IN ARSE.
My new year’s resolution (which I know I won’t keep - apparently New Years’ resolutions are the ones people are least likely to keep but then I can’t keep resolutions whether they’re new year or just… year) is to take up Pilates. I don’t have the impetus to go to the gym – I’m of the “pants, it’s raining, I’ll go tomorrow” type, and just not go. So we’ll see how far I get with it.
My little galaxy has grown again; one of the “OMG I need a species think up a name” species has developed, a bit – called the Yil, they’re sort of reptilian monkeys; small, agile and vengeful, they were evicted off their homeworld by the Kiravai (who wanted the minerals) and now take their vengeance on each and any Kiravai they can lay their hands on. I’m not overly happy with how they look – it’s one of those cases where you have a mental image, but you can’t really bring it into focus, and aside from small, reptilian, and “chittery” I couldn’t pin them down (although I DO have a title for the chieftain – taskaré. Mongrelised from “tusker”, since males have tusks :) ). I’ll have to work some more on them.
Blagh. My fingers have now frozen. I think I need to go and hide in my blankets from my freezing flat – my convector heater is going flat out and all the heat is just going out through the window, or out through the roof. Grr.
It’s no wonder some people dodge paying the fee – I mean, aside from the fact BBC telly is fairly crap at the moment anyway (I can’t confess to missing having a TV, but it’s nice to have one now I have it)The trouble is, I recently notified the Licensing bureau I didn’t HAVE a TV, which was why I didn’t have a licence, so I don’t really want them appearing on my doorstep smiling in that knowing way and nobble me for not having a licence now I DO have a gogglebox. ARGH, stupid. *bite*
I have more things to be grumpy about, but I’m not going to sour my diary any more. :P Aside from the fact that a relative of a friend of mine at work is going to court to contest a £20 parking fine – she says he’d rather contest the fine and pay £500 in expenses than just admit he parked in the wrong place (on a Traffic Island, I think… WTF? :P) and pay the fine. And people wonder why the legal system is so slow!
The pharmacy has now got the prescription tracking system installed – I’m sensing utter disaster lurking on the horizon. *hides face* The builders have buggered off for Christmas, after having done a full five days work, not finished what they were supposed to finish and left the department looking like it’s about to fall down. PAIN IN ARSE.
My new year’s resolution (which I know I won’t keep - apparently New Years’ resolutions are the ones people are least likely to keep but then I can’t keep resolutions whether they’re new year or just… year) is to take up Pilates. I don’t have the impetus to go to the gym – I’m of the “pants, it’s raining, I’ll go tomorrow” type, and just not go. So we’ll see how far I get with it.
My little galaxy has grown again; one of the “OMG I need a species think up a name” species has developed, a bit – called the Yil, they’re sort of reptilian monkeys; small, agile and vengeful, they were evicted off their homeworld by the Kiravai (who wanted the minerals) and now take their vengeance on each and any Kiravai they can lay their hands on. I’m not overly happy with how they look – it’s one of those cases where you have a mental image, but you can’t really bring it into focus, and aside from small, reptilian, and “chittery” I couldn’t pin them down (although I DO have a title for the chieftain – taskaré. Mongrelised from “tusker”, since males have tusks :) ). I’ll have to work some more on them.
Blagh. My fingers have now frozen. I think I need to go and hide in my blankets from my freezing flat – my convector heater is going flat out and all the heat is just going out through the window, or out through the roof. Grr.
