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A Brief Intermission

Posted 2016.02.16 9.53 in Pointless Blather

Taking a little break from this year’s house plants & synth pics show to lower the mood and rant / whinge for a moment.

You know the expression Death By A Thousand Papercuts? Sometimes I feel like that.

Sometimes it seems like I have a thousand relatively minor health problems and individually they’re all quite common or insignificant, the sorts of thing everyone deals with one way or another.

But when there’s so many of them, there’s always at least 2 or 3 that are going at once, and by the time they’re dealt with, 2 or 3 more have already flared up to take their places.

So it’s constant. It’s not always the same thing, but it’s a constant struggle, a constant drain.

And I think sometimes it’d be easier just dealing with one biggie, like cancer or something. Because when you’re having a shit day and tell people that your cancer is flaring up, they understand that and cut you some slack. (*)

But when you’re having a shit day and it’s because [really minor medical inconvenience # 612] is flaring up, people think you’re a lazy-ass crybaby wimp who whines too much. Because they don’t get that it’s just one of a thousand other minor problems and they all add up, or that the last time you felt truly good and healthy was some time before the turn of the century.

Anyhow, I’m not saying I’d rather have cancer or something like that. Just that every little damn thing adds up and really sucks the life out of you, but those little things are all individually no big deal.

Like Spoon Theory – if you don’t know it, look into it. I first read about it in The Bloggess’ book Furiously Happy.

I sort of see it as it’s easy to explain why your cup is almost empty when there’s a huge gaping hole in it (eg. cancer) but when it’s constantly empty because of a thousand microscopic cracks, it’s harder to understand or explain.

Anyways, I just wanted to get this out. I’m in pain for what feels like the 7524th day in a row, and it’s not huge pain, but it’s enough to remind me that I don’t really want to endure another few thousand more days like this.

* Note: I’m not sure chronicly healthy people even really grasp it in those ‘big’ situations.

My dad was very healthy right up untill he died of cancer, and even then the only part of him that was sick was his lungs, where the cancer was. A couple days before he died, he told me he remembered one time years ago when I couldn’t keep up with him walking, because my asthma was acting up.

He admitted, at the time, he thought I was just lazy and out of shape. It wasn’t till he was laying there dying of lung cancer that he actually understood how debilitating it was, to have trouble breathing.

I’m not saying every healthy person is as oblivious as he was, just suggesting that unless you’ve actually experienced poor health yourself, you maybe don’t fully get how utterly taxing it can be.

!money = !happiness

Posted 2013.03.27 15.51 in Pointless Blather, Work

Have you ever heard the saying, “You can’t buy happiness”, or “money can’t buy happiness”, or words to that effect?

Well it’s bullshit.

The lack of money can lead to a significant happiness deficit. And if your happiness level is in arrears because you’re stressed-out about being broke, or unable to pay the bills or the mortgage… and if having a [better] job and more money would allieviate that stress and therefore allow you to get out of a negative-happiness balance, then that just mathematically proves that yes you can in fact buy happiness.

I’m not saying that money and happiness are equivalent. There’s probably an exchange rate, and it probably varies from day to day and person to person. Maybe there’s limits too. Like if you’re already pretty happy, then money won’t buy you any more of it?

But damnit, I’m stressed about work, money, bills, work bills, work money, mortgages, and money, and it’s making me really fucking unhappy. It doesn’t help that I haven’t been in a particularily good place to begin with.

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Dear Spammers,

Posted 2012.11.15 9.21 in Computers/Internet/Technology

Dear spammers,

I sincerely wish that all of you would be burned alived.

That is, I don’t think ‘die in a fire’ is specific enough (you’d likely expire from smoke inhalation before you had the chance to burn.)

I don’t just mean one kind of spam or another. Email spam, website comment spam, fax machine spam, telephone marketers, and hell even the snailmail kind of spam (unsolicited admail I think they call it? Junkmail?) At least with junkmail it cost you assholes money to send us each piece of annoyance, but thanks to the internet you can now annoy everyone almost for free.

You leaches do nothing but clog up the systems with useless noise that serves no-one but yourselves.

So please, for the good of all humanity, may you all burn to death.

 

A Rant or Two

Posted 2012.06.11 9.53 in Pointless Blather

Today I’m going to digress from my normal tech / electronics / photography / whatever content, and bitch and moan about some stuff that pisses me off.

First off: There’s this public service ad campaign that’s been running on the TV for the past couple months. It basically goes on about how some teenage girl died because she used her friend’s mom’s perscription medication to try and get high. The message, supposedly, is “perscription drugs can kill you so don’t use them to get you high.”

My reaction: What else is there for kids to get high on these days?

If the politicians in charge would just legalize something relatively safe and innocuous like weed, then these kids would not have to kill themselves with wierd-ass shit in order to get high. Seriously – what are kids supposed to do, when they want to get high? There’s nothing out there to safely get wasted on, so of course they’re gonna take whatever they can get their hands on.

FFS, just legalize pot, tax it, sell it through some controlled venue like the LCBO and let people get on with their life. Instead of pissing away gods-know-how much money to ‘fight’ drugs, turn it into a revenue stream by taxing it, and at the same time  make it safer for anyone who wants to partake.

I mean, just look back at prohibition, and tell me how well that worked out. Make booze illegal, and everyone stopped drinking right? Duh. People kept drinking but under threat of legal persecution, while at the same time the crooks and gangsters made money like crazy. Same thing today. The pot dealers are very grateful for the government artificially inflating the retail-price of their product.

Seriously. You can’t legislate human behavior. Some people are always gonna wanna get fucked up. Let ’em, tax ’em, and move on.

Second: I thought I had something else I was going to rant about but it’s completely slipped my mind. I think it had something to do with alcohol and depression.

A Name By Any Other Rose

Posted 2012.02.22 9.15 in Computers/Internet/Technology

Recently there has been a bit of a kerfuffle on teh interwebz about Google’s most recent privacy violations. While I’m not sure lawsuits will help, I suppose they’ll at least keep the evil empire in the spotlight for another minute or two. It’s not just Apple’s Safari either, Microsoft has also come forward and said Google is fucking with its users too.

For those who aren’t up-to-date on this latest scam, it’s about Google knowingly exploiting some issues that allow them to install cookies on users’ computers, even if the users have specifically blocked 3rd party / advertisers cookies in their settings. So if you visit site xyz.com you would expect to only maybe have a cookie from xyz.com but instead you get that plus a dozen others from scummy advertising sites like google or doubleclick.net.

So while the tech blogs and news sites have been thrashing it out a little, I’m just waiting for security updates to patch these holes and end the exploits. In the meantime I’ve been deleting all the cookies from my system, and modified my hosts file to redirect some of these jerks to nowhere.

While doing this, I’ve also been puzzling over why a lot of people don’t seem to care about third parties sideloading cookies onto their computers. I mean, they say it’s only a few kB of data, it’s not like it’s a virus or anything, right?

Well, ok, it’s only a few kB and ok it’s not a virus. But that’s not the point.

The point is, I’ve gone into my settings and set it so that no, third parties and advertisers do not have my permission to install shit on my computer. So when they find ways to bypass my settings, to essentially override my personal preferences and say Hey, we’re going to install our things on your computer and you can’t stop us – well that’s frankly a bit of a piss off.

It’s worse when you recognize what the point of these cookies are: they are there to track you. Track what sites you visit. What your interests are. And the more data they get, the more they know about you.

Last night I had a bit of a revelation. I think a big problem is that these things were named Cookies. That makes them sound all fun and cute and harmless. Oh it’s just a cookie. Nom nom nom. Would people be as ambivalent about them if they were referred to as, say, Web Turds?

I think not. I think people would automatically get a bit more wary if they realized that almost every website they visited meant that another dozen advertisers were leaving stinky little piles of Web Turds in the corners of their computer.

Going Postal

Posted 2011.06.24 16.27 in Pointless Blather

Dear whomever at Canada Post made the decision to lock-out the postal workers:  FUCK YOU.

I’m not pro-union and I don’t support striking, so up till mid-June I was on the side of Canada Post. However I wasn’t actually upset or pissed off with anyone: the rotating strikes were not that bad.

As a customer of Canada Post, and as a small business woman, I was relieved that the rotating strikes were not too disrupting. I also believe that they still did a good job of calling attention to the situation. It was the best of a bad situation, in my opinion.

I’d have even been happy with 3-day-per-week delivery, though you assholes never even gave that a chance. Three-day-per-week delivery was announced on the Monday, rotating strikes happened in major centres on the Tuesday, and on the Wednesday you’d locked them out.

Slow service was tolerable. No service is not.

It’s utter bullshit that the rotating strike was “too much uncertainty“. You know what is too much uncertainty? Having no fucking mail service at all, and not knowing when it will resume.

And now I’d also like to extend a hearty FUCK YOU to the NDP as well. Normally I don’t have anything against you guys and I do believe there is a place in our society for some socialist values. I’m grateful for our health care system and I don’t mind paying my taxes to help support our Canadian way of life.

However, these bullshit delaying tactics you are doing are not helping anybody. It’s hurting small business and small business is a significant part of our economy. How many small businesses are going to have to lay people off or fold completely because their invoices can’t get out, they can’t collect their receivables, or they rely on Canada Post to move product for their customers? How are you helping them?

So, to the Canada Post decision makers, and the NDP: Fuck you.

Fuck you very much.

Postal Service

Posted 2010.12.10 23.11 in Pointless Blather

Hot on the heels of my rant about the rate increase on stamps, here’s another one about postal service. Postal Service, by the way, is a phrase known in grammatical terms as an oxymoron – that is, something which is self-contradictory. Other examples include military intelligence and jumbo shrimp.

Enough grammar, on with the rant.

So I’m waiting on a couple parcels coming through the mail. I know, bad time for shipping stuff, and frankly I’d rather use Fedex or DHL and pay the extra $$ for overnight delivery. But this particular merchant only offered UPS and mail, and the only thing worse than mail is UPS.

So I’ve got the tracking numbers and I’ve been watching the tracking screens on a regular basis. Yesterday one of the packages cleared customs and was in the big sorting station that’s about 15 miles from here. No updates after that. I had hoped it might come today, and they usually bring parcels at about 9:30 in the morning so I stayed home till then, just in case. But the tracking still said it was at the sorting station.

Now just a few minutes ago I happened to look at the tracking site again, and was surprised to find this:

The top line caught my attention first – attempted delivery? Notice card left? 16:07?! I was home before 4pm, and nobody attempted anything at 16:07 – still, I went and checked the mailbox incase there was a stealth visit. Nothing there, of course.

So I look closer and then I see the second line. Aha. So at 16:06 the package went ‘out for delivery’ then a whole 1 minute later they attempted to deliver it but I wasn’t home, so they left a card. In other words: Lies.

I’ve caught them playing this game before.

What they really do is, say Fuck it, and don’t bother coming by at all. They take the package directly to somewhere that it can be picked up. Then they drop the notice card with the regular mail sorting so that it turns up with the following day’s regular mail.

So Monday, the notice card will show up with Friday’s date on it, and it will tell me that my package has been waiting for me since Friday night at some postal outlet.

And for this level of service, they’re raising the rates again next month! Yay for Canada (expletive deleted) Post!