Poor poor piteful me...or whinging
Aug. 1st, 2004 04:56 pm(Poor poor piteful me is from an old, 1970s, Linda Rondstadt
song that I last heard when I was 8, fits today.)
Well, I *finally* got hold of the cable company. Appears it's not just a general outtage, it's just my cable that is out, in which case they need to send a technician. Of course the
earliest was Tuesday at 10-noon. Nope. Sorry. Finally got a temp job, can't afford to stay home and play with the cable repair man. So they scheduled an appointment for Saturday at
2-6pm. What this means is - I won't be able to watch Nip/Tuck, The 4400, Rescue Me, or The Dead Zone this week. Or anything else I was watching. The only channels I get are unnecessary ones such as 21, the Food Channel, a couple of foreign language channels, and TV Guide Channel. The good news is they will credit my account for the period of the outtage.
The bad news, I'm without my distracting/comforting toy for the week. Oh well, should probably do more reading and writing anyway. Only one problem, I think I hurt my back last week at work - it feels like someone hit me real hard in the middle of my back and my left calve muscel is still pretty tight. And since I'm doing the same things this week that I did last week, ie. lots of bending and filing, and the computer screen/desk top is way below eye level - this may be a problem.
So coming home, relaxing on sofa, with heating pad would have been ideal solution - harder to do without tv.
Why is it when one thing works out, another falls apart? Want to explain that one to me? Why can't everything work at once?
Yes, I know, whine, whine, whine. I'm frigging lucky to have air conditioning, plenty of books to read, a computer, and wait, a temporary job! What's a little back pain? Or tv outtage?
Oh for anyone who's seen Farenheit 9/11 on my Flist? Check out ginmar's take - this is from someone who is actually in Iraq.
http://www.livejournal.com/users/ginmar/288220.html?view=3137756#t3137756
Have to say she does a good job of pin-pointing what it is that bugs
me about Michael Moore. I wish he would stop manipulating and editing facts to persuade people and just let the facts speak for themselves.
Don't get me wrong, I don't like Bush. But whenever I watch a Michael Moore documentary, I'm aware of the manipulation behind the scenes, I can feel him pulling my string and that makes me uneasy. It also makes him more of a propagandist than a documentarian in my opinion.
song that I last heard when I was 8, fits today.)
Well, I *finally* got hold of the cable company. Appears it's not just a general outtage, it's just my cable that is out, in which case they need to send a technician. Of course the
earliest was Tuesday at 10-noon. Nope. Sorry. Finally got a temp job, can't afford to stay home and play with the cable repair man. So they scheduled an appointment for Saturday at
2-6pm. What this means is - I won't be able to watch Nip/Tuck, The 4400, Rescue Me, or The Dead Zone this week. Or anything else I was watching. The only channels I get are unnecessary ones such as 21, the Food Channel, a couple of foreign language channels, and TV Guide Channel. The good news is they will credit my account for the period of the outtage.
The bad news, I'm without my distracting/comforting toy for the week. Oh well, should probably do more reading and writing anyway. Only one problem, I think I hurt my back last week at work - it feels like someone hit me real hard in the middle of my back and my left calve muscel is still pretty tight. And since I'm doing the same things this week that I did last week, ie. lots of bending and filing, and the computer screen/desk top is way below eye level - this may be a problem.
So coming home, relaxing on sofa, with heating pad would have been ideal solution - harder to do without tv.
Why is it when one thing works out, another falls apart? Want to explain that one to me? Why can't everything work at once?
Yes, I know, whine, whine, whine. I'm frigging lucky to have air conditioning, plenty of books to read, a computer, and wait, a temporary job! What's a little back pain? Or tv outtage?
Oh for anyone who's seen Farenheit 9/11 on my Flist? Check out ginmar's take - this is from someone who is actually in Iraq.
http://www.livejournal.com/users/ginmar/288220.html?view=3137756#t3137756
Have to say she does a good job of pin-pointing what it is that bugs
me about Michael Moore. I wish he would stop manipulating and editing facts to persuade people and just let the facts speak for themselves.
Don't get me wrong, I don't like Bush. But whenever I watch a Michael Moore documentary, I'm aware of the manipulation behind the scenes, I can feel him pulling my string and that makes me uneasy. It also makes him more of a propagandist than a documentarian in my opinion.
Poor Poor Pitiful Me
Date: 2004-08-02 12:59 pm (UTC)Poor, Poor Pitiful Me
Music/Lyrics By Warren Zevon
published by Warner-Tamerlane/Darkroom Music BMI, 1973
I'd lay my head on the railroad tracks
And wait for the Double "E"
But the railroad don't run no more
Poor, poor pitiful me
Poor, poor pitiful me
Poor, poor pitiful me
These young girls won't let me be
Lord have mercy on me
Woe is me
Well, I met a girl in West Hollywood
I ain't naming names
She really worked me over good
She was just like Jesse James
She really worked me over good
She was a credit to her gender
She put me through some changes, Lord
Sort of like a Waring blender
Poor, poor pitiful me
Poor, poor pitiful me
These young girls won't let me be
Lord have mercy on me
Woe is me
Well, I met a girl at the Rainbow bar
She asked me if I'd beat her
She took me back to the Hyatt House
I don't want to talk about it
Poor, poor pitiful me
Poor, poor pitiful me
These young girls won't let me be
Lord have mercy on me
Woe is me
(Well, I met a girl from the Vieux Carre`
Down in Yokahama
She picked me up and she throwed me down
I said, "Please don't hurt me, Mama")