My apartment block is 8 years old. I've been living in my apartment for 3 years now.. nice little place, reasonable rent..
Given that the whole complex has only been up for 8 years, you'd expect the place to be well constructed (1996 might've been a while ago, but they still had the technology back then!).. but the emphasis was visibly placed on aesthetics instead of a properly planned building. Sure, it looks nice.. but how well built is it?
Don't get me wrong, we're not talking about negligence of Egyptian proportions here (buildings in Egypt have a frightning tendency to completely collapse a year or two after construction).. simply Irish short-sightedness we've all come to expect at this point. Example? The pipes are so poorly insulated that all the heat dissipates through the walls and upwards. Being that I live at the very top floor, this provides me with a cheap and non-ending source of heat. I haven't turned on the heating in THREE years.. I don't care how cold it is out there, as long as I'm in my house its completely perfect. This isn't much of a worry, since I'm getting free shit (and I love getting free shit).. but a recent problem has arisen that prompted me to write this post. Apparently the water pressure is too high in the building as well. What does this mean, I hear you (or not) ask? Well, this basically means that the high water pressure attacks my washing machine (for more about my washing machine, refer to my earlier post about the damn thing).
This results in leakage, intermittent function and general anxiety and frustration on my behalf.
Saturday, December 18, 2004
Sunday, December 12, 2004
Kazaa (or lack thereof..)
I'm assuming everyone knows what Kazaa is? For the uninitiated, its a p2p (person to person) filesharing program. This gives you a plethora of music tracks, movies, computer software and images at your virtual fingertips. I haven't bought a CD in a very, very long time.. relying on kazaa as my main supplier of music (yes, i've got over 1000 illegal mp3 files! track down my IP address and come sue me, please!). Goddamn corporations, don't you have enough money as it is?!
Well, you've won. You officially got me to stop using kazaa.. for new music. Newly released tracks that appear on kazaa for sharing are lost amid a flood of dud mp3 files with the same name. Search for a new track and you get thousands of sources.. except each source provides you with a file made up of 3 to 4 minutes of silence. Its impossible to find a genuine source.. impossible.
But wait.. this only affects new music tracks! Old tracks, images, computer software and videos are still very available. Still though, it pretty much means that i'd have to leave the comfort of my own home to go buy any new music. I HATE leaving the comfort of my own home. I also hate spending money on stuff I used to steal so easily.
Its time to sharpen those shoplifting skills. Old methods for cramming those tapes in my pockets will have to be modified for bigger, more awkward CD cases.
Disclaimer: this blog does not, in any way, condone theft. not CDs, anyway. THINK BIG, THINK BANKS.
Well, you've won. You officially got me to stop using kazaa.. for new music. Newly released tracks that appear on kazaa for sharing are lost amid a flood of dud mp3 files with the same name. Search for a new track and you get thousands of sources.. except each source provides you with a file made up of 3 to 4 minutes of silence. Its impossible to find a genuine source.. impossible.
But wait.. this only affects new music tracks! Old tracks, images, computer software and videos are still very available. Still though, it pretty much means that i'd have to leave the comfort of my own home to go buy any new music. I HATE leaving the comfort of my own home. I also hate spending money on stuff I used to steal so easily.
Its time to sharpen those shoplifting skills. Old methods for cramming those tapes in my pockets will have to be modified for bigger, more awkward CD cases.
Disclaimer: this blog does not, in any way, condone theft. not CDs, anyway. THINK BIG, THINK BANKS.
Wednesday, December 1, 2004
Duleek
..is the name of an Irish village. As part of my general practice rotation (and as seems to be the case this year), I'm being shipped out to a remote part of the country to "pursue my education". Why do I have to pursue the damn thing? Don't my parents pay enough in tuition fees for the damn practice to come to MY house.. doctor, staff and patients?!
The Irish public transport system has demonstrated to me this morning how weak it really is. The buses run late, the train timings are erratic and totally haphazard, and connections can never be made. I was supposed to get my ass up to a town called Drogheda (droh-eda) and then get a connecting bus to Duleek. The mental stress involved in getting to where I wanted to go was ridiculous. Suffice to say, I made it to the practice quite late and got in what remained of the morning session.
And then there was the break. I'm usually a huge fan of lengthy, two hour breaks.. but not when I'm stuck in a place like Duleek. I decided to take a walk and explore the village, and was back in the Doctor's office roughly 10 minutes later. It took me 10 minutes to walk through the main street, the place where everything happens. It had one shop, two takeaways and a church.
Ended up playing solitaire on the doctor's computer until he showed up for the afternoon session and gave me a disapproving look.
The Irish public transport system has demonstrated to me this morning how weak it really is. The buses run late, the train timings are erratic and totally haphazard, and connections can never be made. I was supposed to get my ass up to a town called Drogheda (droh-eda) and then get a connecting bus to Duleek. The mental stress involved in getting to where I wanted to go was ridiculous. Suffice to say, I made it to the practice quite late and got in what remained of the morning session.
And then there was the break. I'm usually a huge fan of lengthy, two hour breaks.. but not when I'm stuck in a place like Duleek. I decided to take a walk and explore the village, and was back in the Doctor's office roughly 10 minutes later. It took me 10 minutes to walk through the main street, the place where everything happens. It had one shop, two takeaways and a church.
Ended up playing solitaire on the doctor's computer until he showed up for the afternoon session and gave me a disapproving look.
Tuesday, November 23, 2004
Bills.
No, not the kind that's attached to a duck's face. The ugly kind you get in the mail.
No one in the world likes being billed for something that they've enjoyed. Whether its in a restaurant at the end of a meal or at the end of the month for your credit card, bills just suck. They can ruin your night or the day in which you recieve them, and for people with low (or no) income they can be a threat to your livelihood and possessions.
I've just recieved a particularly nasty bill today. Seems like a little bit of free spending and mismanagement can land you in a pile of poo these days. It ruined my day, mainly because i lack the funds to make the payment in time, so i decided to postpone it for a month and hope they don't mind. Stupid conglomerates make so much money anyway.. although it is quite a large amount, they might send me a couple of notices. Oh well, can't do anything about it now. Maybe a little more self-control in the future? Although everything i've spent my money on has definitely been worth it. A small (or rather large..) price to pay for hours upon hours of pure, unadulterated pleasure.
I hope the repo men are in a good mood when they show up, i've grown quite attached to my television over the last 5 years.
No one in the world likes being billed for something that they've enjoyed. Whether its in a restaurant at the end of a meal or at the end of the month for your credit card, bills just suck. They can ruin your night or the day in which you recieve them, and for people with low (or no) income they can be a threat to your livelihood and possessions.
I've just recieved a particularly nasty bill today. Seems like a little bit of free spending and mismanagement can land you in a pile of poo these days. It ruined my day, mainly because i lack the funds to make the payment in time, so i decided to postpone it for a month and hope they don't mind. Stupid conglomerates make so much money anyway.. although it is quite a large amount, they might send me a couple of notices. Oh well, can't do anything about it now. Maybe a little more self-control in the future? Although everything i've spent my money on has definitely been worth it. A small (or rather large..) price to pay for hours upon hours of pure, unadulterated pleasure.
I hope the repo men are in a good mood when they show up, i've grown quite attached to my television over the last 5 years.
Thursday, November 11, 2004
Back from Sabbatical
..and wishing that sabbatical was the name of some beautiful carribbean island. But it's not, i've actually been in some little irish town by the name of Cavan doing a rotation at their quaint little hospital. Finally back to the big city, i'm amazed by little things such as the intricate functioning of a pedestrian traffic light (they were not available in cavan, amongst many other of life's little luxuries). Overall a good experience though.
A lot has changed of late, just the general feeling of growing older, wiser and losing one too many a brain cell in the process. Its a very reflective time for me, especially with all the changes in my life (the recent inclusion of a beautiful lady being a main one) and i've been pretty sidetracked from posting anything up. I know nobody's reading this, but i still feel obliged to rant on about random things to absolutely no one at all. I also talk to walls during my spare time. Helps with the stress.
They don't argue back either. Stupid walls.
A lot has changed of late, just the general feeling of growing older, wiser and losing one too many a brain cell in the process. Its a very reflective time for me, especially with all the changes in my life (the recent inclusion of a beautiful lady being a main one) and i've been pretty sidetracked from posting anything up. I know nobody's reading this, but i still feel obliged to rant on about random things to absolutely no one at all. I also talk to walls during my spare time. Helps with the stress.
They don't argue back either. Stupid walls.
Sunday, August 1, 2004
Family Vacations
Haven't posted anything up for a while now, but for a good reason. I've been on vacation with the family for the last 16 days and internet access was hard to come by. I was also lazy.
Family vacations are like the proverbial double-edged sword. Actually, that's a bad comparison.. they don't hurt you or anyone else. Forget that one.
Family vacations are like cotton candy. They start off sweet but after a while you get sick of them. It was nice having the family together, going out and doing family stuff.. but I am a man who values my alone-time, and the constant togetherness and close quarters contact was starting to grit on my nerves. There's almost no breathing room, and every day is governed by the will of the group and not my own selfish whims. Kind of sucks, as I am a self-professed selfish bastard.
The good thing is, after a while you start adapting to one another. My family's quite close, but going on a two week plus vacation really teaches you new things about your loved ones. It's been an educational experience overall, so I won't complain. I also bought a lot of new stuff (typical arab vacation must include X amount of shopping).
Coming back in a couple of days, can't wait.
Family vacations are like the proverbial double-edged sword. Actually, that's a bad comparison.. they don't hurt you or anyone else. Forget that one.
Family vacations are like cotton candy. They start off sweet but after a while you get sick of them. It was nice having the family together, going out and doing family stuff.. but I am a man who values my alone-time, and the constant togetherness and close quarters contact was starting to grit on my nerves. There's almost no breathing room, and every day is governed by the will of the group and not my own selfish whims. Kind of sucks, as I am a self-professed selfish bastard.
The good thing is, after a while you start adapting to one another. My family's quite close, but going on a two week plus vacation really teaches you new things about your loved ones. It's been an educational experience overall, so I won't complain. I also bought a lot of new stuff (typical arab vacation must include X amount of shopping).
Coming back in a couple of days, can't wait.
Monday, July 12, 2004
Humidity sucks.
It's like a punch to the gut. You walk out of your house or your car, or any air conditioned place, and you're hit with an invisible wall of such magnitude that it almost knocks you over (usually completely ruining your mood). This of course has been the weather situation in Bahrain around this time of year for as far back as i can remember (or as far back as my dad remembers.. and his father before him).. not only does it become incredibly hot, but the humidity kicks in at around 85% and above, making breathing a chore.
Someone at the ministry of electricity and water is enjoying playing God this summer. Apparently, due to some shady grid components, Bahrain's electricity has been rationed for the last week or so. Daytime is death, it literally sucks the life out of you. It's so hot that you'd probably die if you stood in the sun for more than 15 minutes. Air conditioning is one invention that I believe has single-handedly increased the average lifespan of a person in this region by 20 years. And then some guy decides when and for how long to turn off an entire area's electricity.
What a fucking power trip.
Someone at the ministry of electricity and water is enjoying playing God this summer. Apparently, due to some shady grid components, Bahrain's electricity has been rationed for the last week or so. Daytime is death, it literally sucks the life out of you. It's so hot that you'd probably die if you stood in the sun for more than 15 minutes. Air conditioning is one invention that I believe has single-handedly increased the average lifespan of a person in this region by 20 years. And then some guy decides when and for how long to turn off an entire area's electricity.
What a fucking power trip.
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