Summertime (and the living is crap)

It seems that the British summer started today. It’ll no doubt be over by the weekend.

It’s too hot to do anything constructive. I can’t think straight. I just want to lie down in a darkened room and listen to Beth Orton records.

The weather in the UK isn’t supposed to be like this. I like living in the UK because its weather is supposed to be grey all the time.

Maybe I was a vampire in a former life.

Broken Browser

I use Galeon as my web browser of choice. It’s a Gnome browser based on the same software as Mozilla.

Generally it’s a really nice browser, but there’s one thing that I seem to have broken. At some point in the past I configured it to not allow popup windows. That’s generally a good idea, but there are a few sites that I need popups from – and I’m buggered if I can work out how to turn them back on again :(

Any advice gladly received.


Not entirely sure how this happened, but I seem to have become teetotal.

For many years I’ve had a habit of staying off alcohol for the month of January. This has met with varying degrees of success over recent years, but generally it’s been getting easier. This year I barely noticed it and when February started I didn’t find myself rushing out to drink that first pint. I think I went until the meeting on Feb 7th before I had a drink.

Over the next few months I was drinking, but I noticed that I was drinking less than I usually did. This, of course, started to lower my resistance to alcohol. This meant that on the occasions that I did drink a lot I was a) getting too drunk too quickly and b) suffering huge hangovers that lasted for days.

So a decision had to be made. Either I could increase my drinking to offset these effects or I could cut it right out. As I was also trying to lose some weight and alcohol is a fantastic source of calories, I chose the latter.

I believe that it was the 4th May that I had my last alcoholic drink – so I’ve been going for just over two months now. I don’t feel fitter or healthier, but I am losing weight. And I really don’t miss those hangovers.