May 26th, 2005

life begins - me

m'sik

I've been running a fever since the weekend, not had any strength to do anything much more than move the mouse around or hold a pen for a half hour while staring at a blank page. And then on Tuesday the fun hallucinations started. And they won't leave.

There's an episode of SG1 where huge flying bug like aliens come through the gate but they're slightly out of phase so not everyone can see 'em. That's me right now. I genuinly am seeing huge slimy bug like things (and I mean Sci Fi huge) everywhere. I know they're hallucinations but it doesn't make life any easier. Suddenly jumping back and shouting 'Gah!' doesn't bode well for my colleagues opinions on my ongoing mental health.

At least the fever's coming down a little.

I have a really long rope in my garden which I tie the dog's lead to so he can run about while the gate's open and I don't have to worry about him making a break for it. The rope snapped this morning - not sure when. All I know is he was outside while I was making coffee and when I went out to bring him in to feed him there was no sign of the rope. I kinda panicked because when he was a pup he did used to wander if he wasn't on a lead and even though I live in a village the road outside my house is really busy with freight trucks. I turned round and there was Dram, sitting with the rope trailing after him, right next to my car in the driveway with this really innocent expression on his face.

So Dram's safe, I'm sick and seeing things, work sucks, and I have another Xander icon to make plus ten River ones to meet my quota this week. Plus, I need to work some more on CR and the ongoing post in _inthedarkness .

And, I need to do some work on the pitch for the Freshers' Fair engelsteorra and I are putting together.
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life begins - me

Political post

You may or may not know that I'm a strong supporter of the Make Poverty History campaign Even before there was an official name for it, I was part of it.  I'm now going to abuse my journal for a second and ask that all of you take a second and think about the crippling poverty millions of people across the world live in. The gap between the rich and poor has never been wider - people are dying as I type this because they don't have the money to provide their families with food to eat, with safe water to drink, with basic medical supplies. You may think they're not your problem, that they're in another country, that they don't matter. If you do, I'm sorry, but you're wrong.

These people are just that. People. They are human beings and deserve to be thought of as such - they are not just statistics.

In 2001, the G8 pledged to make a difference. It's now four years later and nothing has changed. The next G8 meeting takes place this year in Edinburgh. Already there are campaigns underway to bring the campaign to the forefront of the conference.

What I'm asking today is for those of you in the UK to read this and - if you are so inclined - to add your name to the email and send it to Alan Johnson, the Secretary for Trade and Industry.

You don't even have to open your email account - all you have to do is fill in the blanks and click on send. It'll take you seconds, but it could make all the difference.
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