24 September 2009

Has beaten Apple

Hurrah. I am pleased to report I have beaten that slippery bugger iTunes. There's something hidden in the preferences menu which allows MP3 conversions. I am more pleased about this than perhaps I should be.

That's all.

22 September 2009

Technology Pt. 2

I wish we had an I.T. Department at work, I could get them to magically put all the tracks I love on a CD for me. Then again, if we did have an I.T. Department I probably wouldn't have a job, I spend way too long online but yesterday would've been the final nail in the coffin if a fire wall had picked up the site I happened upon while I was looking the a band's website so I could find out the set list for a gig I'm going to at the end of the month, I missed out a small yet vital 'the' and found myself sitting at my desk staring at an array of dildos. Ooops.

Technology

I bloody hate technology, I just don't understand it, I cannot make it work.

My iPod is dead, it died a while ago and has remained dead. I was harbouring a secret hope some elves might fix it while I slept, like the kind hearted souls who helped the shoe maker, as yet they have not fixed it. Mr T tried to fix it, he bought me a new hard drive for it, it worked until I asked him to check if a podcast would play and then it died again. I have complained about this before, I am sure. Anyway, last night I thought I would compile some MP3 cds for our next mini adventure, iTunes won't let me create an MP3 cd because the files are M4a format, Windows Media Player won't play either and I can't find the button on Nero to make it work. Are there any elves who I can appeal to for help with this?

I am going to sing to Mr T for the duration of the road trip, maybe that will wear him down enough and he'll replace the iPod. Or maybe I should just give in and buy a new one.

16 September 2009

Ageing

I don't know how but over the last few months I have suddenly aged, it's like Benjamin Button in reverse. I am concerned.

At the weekend my Mother taught me how to knit, I have been practising ever since. I am bloody terrible at it but we'll skirt over that.

I have spent a few days looking for ear plugs to wear when I go to gigs because I am paranoid about the vibrating going on in my eardrums whenever I or someone close by shouts. If anyone can recommend some please do.

I need my eyes tested, badly. I have been aware of this fact for quite some time but am increasingly aware that focussing isn't something I am doing automatically.

I have a bad hip, it aches a lot as do my knees.

Last night, I realised I was sitting wrapped in a duvet, watching QVC whilst knitting, I have skipped the age old turning into your Mother thing and headed straight for Grandmother.

10 September 2009