Back to Normal

Well, as normal as my life gets, anyway.

The computer seems to be back up to speed, so I will be writing today. There is a lot I have to catch up on. If I want to stay on target, I'm going to have to write 6 000 words. It's never going to happen, but I'll give it a shot.

I'm still trying to arrange a time for my equestrian archery lessons this summer. I hope I can resolve it soon, they're to start in a fortnight or so. It's quite exciting as my trainer has bought a second horse, so now two of us can train on horseback at the same time. I think I'll still ride Nash, as I've gotten so very attached to her bossy, hard-headed nonsense (actually, she's extremely good once she knows you mean business. She works hard. Don't tell her I said so), though I can't wait to meet the new one.

Horses rock!

Sigh.

I have to try and catch up today, so I'll leave it there. Before I go, today's Forgotten English.

Chair-Days

Old age, spent to a considerable extent resting in a chair.

- Albert Hyamson's Dictionary of English Phrases, 1922

In thy Reverence, and they Chaire-dayes, thus to die in Ruffian battel.

- William Shakespeare's 2 Henry VI, 1593

Drooping chair, chair fit for old ages; 1 Henry VI.

- C. Herford's Works of Shakespeare, 1902

I Shake My Fist, or,This Computer Really P!$$*$ Me Off!

Pardon for the strong language. Just so you can get an idea of how frustrated with my computer I am, as I started typing this post, it was precisely 11:30am. A full two hours after my post was supposed to have been published. It took a full two and half hours just for the computer to load my browser and then blogger.com.

I HATE this computer.

Just to give you another idea of the absolutely inanity of this beast I am forced to work with, words did not start appearing in this box, as I typed, until (literally) I typed the word 'precisely.'

I HATE this computer.

Oh, and while I'm at it, it stopped working when I went up a few lines so I could fix a typo. I had to reload the damned page and write this all out all over again.

All this valuable time wasted.

And it's not like I could have written while waiting, because I couldn't load Word while the computer was working so hard to load blogger. I have clicked on it. It is still yet to load.

I hate, I hate, I HATE this computer!

ARGH!

I think I'm done on the frustration rant. Needless to say, I'm going to have to write faster than the speed of light to make my word count today. I think I can safely say that today is a complete and utter write-off (hah hah... sorry, my unintended pun made me giggle). I won't be able to get anything done.

ARGH!

Sigh.

I had a lovely weekend, though. I suppose that counts for something.

I have to get writing, so here is today's Forgotten English:

Clashmaclavers

Low, idle, scandalous tales.

- John Mactaggart's Scottish Gallovidian Encyclopedia, 1824.