Time for your daily Rossi update.
Although I don't really have a lot to say. [Bad username or site: @ livejournal.com] stayed over last night, and we watched the extremely good John Pilger documentary on SBS about Afghanistan and Iraq and US policy regarding their war on terrorism. Cue lots of mocking and abusing of various talking heads from the US administration as they appeared on screen. And seriously, anyone who thinks everything is just hunky dory in Afghanistan after the ousting of the Taliban is just deluding themselves. The war lords are the ones essentially in control, the opium trade has been revived (guess the War On Terrorism is more important than the War on Drugs, neh?), women and children are suffering physical abuse and rape, and there is no money to rebuild the country - Kahbul is still a bombed-out shell of a city.
And don't get me started on Iraq.
Any way, after the righteous indignation, there was Buffy to be watched, popcorn eaten and just general laziness and relaxing before making up a bed for Bounce on the floor out of my couch cushions and trying to sleep in what must have been 30-odd degree Celcius heat (somewhere in the 90s-100s for the Farenheit folks). Icky, sticky weather. Of course, it will rain later today, most likely as I'm riding home, since I cleaned my bike, including chain. And I have to say, pumping up the tyres certainly increases my performance - I was neck-and-neck with this other cyclist (a rather nice-looking guy with very good legs) for most of the way into the city, until he ran a light I couldn't quite manage without imminent death by squishing and I lost him. Top speed of 40 km/h racing down the hill.
With the humidity and the heat, today was not the best day to have the aircon at work break down, so of course, that's what it did. We had all the blinds closed and all the external doors propped open when I got in, but at least they managed to fix it fairly quickly.
And now I'm just pootling along, listening to a co-worker's raphsodies about the Duran Duran gig he went to last night and waiting for lunch. And of course, reading LJ. People need to post more.
And don't get me started on Iraq.
Any way, after the righteous indignation, there was Buffy to be watched, popcorn eaten and just general laziness and relaxing before making up a bed for Bounce on the floor out of my couch cushions and trying to sleep in what must have been 30-odd degree Celcius heat (somewhere in the 90s-100s for the Farenheit folks). Icky, sticky weather. Of course, it will rain later today, most likely as I'm riding home, since I cleaned my bike, including chain. And I have to say, pumping up the tyres certainly increases my performance - I was neck-and-neck with this other cyclist (a rather nice-looking guy with very good legs) for most of the way into the city, until he ran a light I couldn't quite manage without imminent death by squishing and I lost him. Top speed of 40 km/h racing down the hill.
With the humidity and the heat, today was not the best day to have the aircon at work break down, so of course, that's what it did. We had all the blinds closed and all the external doors propped open when I got in, but at least they managed to fix it fairly quickly.
And now I'm just pootling along, listening to a co-worker's raphsodies about the Duran Duran gig he went to last night and waiting for lunch. And of course, reading LJ. People need to post more.
