I’m not sure what made me think this, really… I was just pondering all the ‘dead’ sites out there. There are loads of ’em. There’s a site out there by me, actually, that hasn’t been updated for six years, but still exists. (Just a fan site on Geocities. I’ve long since been unable to access it.)
Read More »Macabre Thought
I haven’t looked at my search requests for a while. Most of them come from Google, and I get quite a lot of them these days, even if my regular readership has remained fairly static.
Here are the searches I’ve had since around 10pm last night (w/my comments added):
CHEZ CHRISSIE
Presumably, someone who knows this site’s title/URL, but prefers to surf in from Google rather than use a bookmark. Bizarre.
Read More »Searching Again
My host, Datasnake, moved to a new server over the weekend, so you might have noticed a few hiccups and slight weirdness. Movable Type grumbled… Read More »We Resume Normal Services
Well, it’s now December, which means this blog’s three years old. How scary. Life was quite substantially different three years ago (in both a better way and a worse way). Starting a blog was just a laugh at the time, which on reflection might be the best attitude to have, since looking for a greater importance seems bound to fail.
Read More »1095 Days
Although I had a few postings planned, raging apathy has kept me from bothering this week. I am still intensely bored with the Internet (and therefore finding it hard to be bothered writing this stuff)… which is rather ironic, as we’ve ordered a new computer.
Speaking of new, the new carpet was fitted on Wednesday. It makes the place look a lot better. The new fridge and cooker arrive tomorrow, so the microwave-only spell will be over at last.
Read More »Ho-Hum
I can honestly say, right now, the Internet is boring the hell out of me in a bigger way than at any other point in my eight years online.
Hence, the lack of blogging. I find it hard to see the point in bothering at the moment. I’m certainly not part of the Blogging Community, if such a thing exists, and I don’t feel this blog gives me any kind of real connection with other people. The worst thing is, people only tend to respond to me when I’m ranting. From that, I must infer that I’m boring as hell when I’m not having a moan! That doesn’t provide me with very much incentive. I’m not gonna moan to get attention, but I can’t be bothered wasting my time on something that people find dull, either. Maybe I am dull!
Read More »Terminal Tedium
I’m still not in the greatest of moods. This ‘government scheme’ business is a big factor (hey, our government does nothing but scheme!). On balance, since the house move is so near now, I think I’m inclined to just opt out of the system. £50-odd a week isn’t nearly enough to justify the degree of control they can exert upon me.
So, I’m available for work! Presently, I’m collecting together a few decent writing samples and making a Web site for offering Web design services. I can write. I can do Web pages. Someone out there must have a use for me.
Now, about this Web site… considering the poor degree of link exposure I have, the traffic’s not so bad. But, you know, I’ve worked pretty hard on this site—I reckon it’s one of the better-designed blogs out there, and while some of the content might be considered boring, the same goes for every single blog I’ve ever read. This blog’s as good as anyone else’s, dammit.
Read More »I Need to Expose Myself
Following the last miserable entry, I guess I decided a slight redesign of the site was in order, to justify its existence. Call it therapy.… Read More »Justification
Today is one of those days where I wonder why the hell I bother doing this blog. Maybe I’m just in a bad mood. Maybe… Read More »Good Question
Yes, I’m still here. Interesting (if absurd) developments on the New Deal front. The manager of the course told me she agrees that it’s not really appropriate for me at the present time… but, there’s no way out of it bar getting a job or foregoing your benefit. In fact, once you’re on ND, you’re stuck on it, or something similar, until you find work—if you’ve failed to do so after the 13-week duration, you’re put onto something else… and so on, and so on, ad nauseum.
Anyway, the only other option is to go on the sick. In my case, if my GP was agreeable, it would be for stress. Yep, that’s right: stress these people have caused. You’re either sick or your life revolves around finding a job. No other options, screw individual circumstances, end of story.
Read More »It’s All Good Fun