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Sep. 17th, 2003 03:41 pmI was going to post, indeed I had started writing, a long entry in what I had been up to, but I rapidly came to the conclusion that a description of a day training expert witnesses to deal with far more unpleasant cross-examination than I would, myself, generally employ (I did learn that I can oversleep, wake up in Primose Hill at 6:30, and be on a train from Euston at 7:10 with no more than a few loud shouts of BOLLOCKS), followed by a description of a long morning in the winding up court, would be of little interest, though the latter can be fairly funny from time to time. (This morning it was mainly just hot and slow, a situation not helped by having to wear wig and gown, though there were one or two spots of the black humour that typifies the place.) This is the problem with this here journal you see: I have no real desire or energy to write long, properly thought out posts on the various subjects I know a little about, be they law, medieval history, or the books, art and music I like; I can't write anything of real substance about my professional life if I want to avoid a serious disciplinary hearing; and my normal life is, as you can all see, fairly dull. Ptui.
The pub I was vaguely thinking about having birthday drinks in is already booked, so I'm rethinking. I may scarp the whole idea: I don't want to be 31.
Oh, and it seems we've finally admitted we were aware of, and effectively complicit in covering up, the Katyn massacre of Poles by the Soviets in WWII (no link, but it was on Today on Radio 4 this morning. There's a thing.
The pub I was vaguely thinking about having birthday drinks in is already booked, so I'm rethinking. I may scarp the whole idea: I don't want to be 31.
Oh, and it seems we've finally admitted we were aware of, and effectively complicit in covering up, the Katyn massacre of Poles by the Soviets in WWII (no link, but it was on Today on Radio 4 this morning. There's a thing.
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Date: 2003-09-17 07:56 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-09-17 09:15 am (UTC)Not that people really need excuses to drink themselves into a coma, but birthdays are usually good fun. Come on.
Plus you get more presents if you have a party, though this is from my own experience and could just be because some of my friends are tight. If your friends will get you presents anyway, then this may not be an incentive.
Think of all those books you could be receiving...
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Date: 2003-09-17 09:30 am (UTC)As for the age issue, I agree with Mark Twain: "Age is a matter of mind; if you don't mind, it doesn't matter." Have a gathering, enjoy yourself, celebrate that you exist as your existance makes the world a little more interesting.
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Date: 2003-09-17 09:42 am (UTC)Second, agree on the positive review of the new icon, though I liked the other one, too. You do look a touch more chipper in this one, however. ;)
And finally... wig and gown. Sorry, I just... that will never fail to make me giggle. I realize that's the protocol in your neck of the woods, but I still find it charmingly quaint. Must be exceedingly uncomfortable, however.
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Date: 2003-09-17 10:26 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-09-17 10:28 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-09-17 10:30 am (UTC)If you read this, you probably know a fair amount about me... Actually, wondering about the nature of on-line friendships, or initially-on-line friendships, of whom I have quite a few from different forums, is something that interests me.
New icon: well, I'm always happy when on holiday in Greece, I guess.
Wig and gown.. gown is fine, it's the wig that is irritating. I have a fondness for them though, and they have their uses. No really.
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Date: 2003-09-17 03:13 pm (UTC)Do explain. I'm intrigued and confused.
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Date: 2003-09-17 04:36 pm (UTC)As for turning 31, you get no choice. If *I* have to turn 31 (as wot 'appened in May, yer 'onour), then you bloody well have to since I *never* share an age year with G.
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Date: 2003-09-17 04:45 pm (UTC)Yes, thus far, 31 sucks.
Here's to hoping yours is better. Oooh, although, I think in coming to terms with this whole "HE isn't out there" thing, I've started flirting incessantly again, rather than brooding my lonely existence. Which, I suppose, has its perks. I'd bat my eyelashes at you - but you're a little too far to fully appreciate the gesture.
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Date: 2003-09-17 09:06 pm (UTC)Hm, while I'm trying to cheer you up, I might as well mention the second difference: one no longer expects life to effortlessly follow the course one decided upon a long time ago. :)
coming to terms with this whole "HE isn't out there" thing..
Date: 2003-09-17 09:13 pm (UTC)I am beginning to think that this notion is a veritable blessing. At least it helps you avoid the entire 'friend-turned-into-lover-turned-into-jerk' scenario. :)
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Date: 2003-09-18 12:47 am (UTC)As for your comments elsewhere about not having a mortgage and being in debt - the one will make the other much MUCH worse. Home ownership is a scam by home owners to make you as miserable and scared as they are, I'm risking life and limb to warn you, but I *will* stand tall and brave and speak - *bzzt* *crick* No! Not the - *bzzzzzzt*
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Date: 2003-09-18 01:43 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-09-18 02:01 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-09-18 02:15 am (UTC)*g*
Would work better if you could hear my put-on punjabi accent.....
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Date: 2003-09-18 02:40 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-09-18 03:05 am (UTC)The rest are just typically punjabi mannerisms. :)
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Date: 2003-09-18 03:24 am (UTC)Not Hugh Grant though. Sadly?
Ho hum. If you *really* want me to be 31 then I guess I can condescend to that...
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Date: 2003-09-18 05:38 am (UTC)It isn't really horrible. Shame on me. Happy Early Birthday!
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Date: 2003-09-18 05:42 am (UTC)Ok, 12year-too-late-teenage-petulance aside, thanks for the good wishes. I'm not that bothered really, I did more than enough birthday-related soul searching last year ;-)
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Date: 2003-09-18 09:08 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-09-18 09:11 am (UTC)I actually turned thirty six months before they formally took me on here (spent my twenties being a student, on and off).
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Date: 2003-09-18 09:26 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-09-18 09:28 am (UTC)