move on

Any old storm, any old port
Life is long, love is short
Better get a woman, get a woman if you can
If you can't get a woman, get a clean old man.

It's finally happened. The Lodgerlow ship has set sail. So grab a rope and I'll tow you behind me on an inflatable tyre.

www.lodgerlow.com

I'll keep this weblog here because the comments didn't migrate. So, this weblog which we have grown to love, will in due course sink to the bottom of the blogosphere sea.

Come let's stand together, raise our glasses, and repeat after me... To old friends.

low

I'm not really feeling up to blogging at the moment. So excuse my lack of postings.

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This is a copy of post to lodgerlow.blogspot:

It seems pretty clear to me that this is a tiresome bug. It doesn't take more than 24hours for a URL to filter through systems (these things take a couple of hours at most).

I've emailed Blogger and they've sent me an automated reply. Which is of no use.

I'm fed up with this limbo and I therefore am just going to move the whole blog back to lodgerlow.blogspot, and then move that directly to www.lodgerlow.com. Because I know that that works. Hence there will be no redirecting page, so anyone whose not up-to-speed (i.e. hasn't been here for last 2 weeks) I'm afraid will have missed the boat.

I'll do that tomorrow. OK? So please bookmark www.lodgerlow.com.

[Note: Can I say to everyone, that this rigmarole is atypical. The reason I am wanting to move in the first place is because I am on the duff server. This is also the reason why the things-which-should-work don't work. You will not have the same problems as me if you want to host your blog on your own domain. It'll be very straightforward.]

look back in anger

I think you all know how much I hate all the social stuff, and would really prefer to be holed up in my flat permanently. Well today I decided that I simply had to get myself to Ikea and finalise the purchase of my kitchen. I really didn't want to go but eventually psyched myself up and rushed to catch the train. I got to the train station to find the Edinburgh-bound trains had been cancelled.

Passengers on the opposite platform told me there was some problem with the bridge. However I watched as freight trains crossed it, as did Virgin trains. I hate this shit. I hate being at the mercy of shit services. I hate being in a position where I have to rely on this awful awful awful train service. I hate giving them my money. Fuck.

This was enough to topple me over. I've precarious all week. So I had another walking-home-with-tears-in-my-eyes event. It's all becoming too overwhelming for me, once again. The familiar I just don't want to be here thoughts came into my head. I reached home and thought about how I felt. Tried to identify what I was feeling. Tried to identify the emotions and the feelings.

frustrated
frustrated
frustrated
overwhelmed
angry
powerless
tired
frightened

I sat in a familiar catatonia. Not really knowing how to dissipate the anger. Then a rage rose in me and I phoned RailTrack to find out why the commuter trains were cancelled yet others were going through. I got my answer. Perhaps the only one I could have accepted. "There has been a fatality on the line." Well, there but for the grace of God go I was my first thought. Poor bastard. I hope it was quick.

Roused, I did the washing up, bought some chocolate, listened to the Look Back in Anger radio play (the entire glorious thing)*, and spent a couple of hours productively putting DVDs and books onto eBay, to sell. I'm now thinking of cooking soup.

* [You may listen to it again here.]

trying to get to heaven II

During the process of (what-should-really-have-been-simple) transition from blog*spot to my domain host I have moved my blog to lodgerlow1 and am keeping it live before redirecting it. I really can't be bothered telling you why, because it'll just make me angry. Oh OK... you know I can't let an opportunity for a good whinge to go by. So:

The reason is because I keep getting a "this blog is under maintenance" message. So I am thinking that perhaps it takes a wee while for the new URL to percolate through the Blogger systems.

So, maybe, just maybe, if I leave it settle at lodgerlow1 for a day or two it will get onto all their systems and I'll be able to just migrate it to my domain host (in the what-should-really-have-been-simple process). I think it is because my weblog is on the duff server that someone at Blogger bought from a bloke at the pub. I doubt any of you would have the dramas that I did should you wish to host your Blogger blog on your own domain. Well, actually, I know you wouldn't - because none of you had 2 weeks of intermittant weird access to your blog that I did (grrrr).

Well, let's wait and see what happens.

trying to get to heaven

I tried changing the URL of this weblog to lodgerlow1.blogspot.com (so that I can use URL to point folk to www.lodgerlow.com) and then migrate it there... but it would appear my site is "under maintenance". I suspect that this is another tiresome Blogger bug. I'll try again tomorrow. If that doesn't work I'll just move in a week, and in doing so this weblog URL will disappear. So... anyone who wants to come with me please bookmark this URL:

www.lodgerlow.com

I've had a bad week with respect to work. Horrible, simply horrible. I don't talk about work here, so I'll not say any more on the topic. I also officially suspended from my PhD studies today. So that is me suspended until possibly September. The intervening six months will involve renovating this flat (Ernie returns in 2 weeks), selling it, buying a new flat in Edinburgh, and moving into it.

Oh, and possibly getting a new job. I'd really like a new job.

run

Any idea how to migrate the archive to the hosted webspace? Go here and you will see that the menu bar on the right doesn't have a populated Archive field, whereas this one does. Pig.

Oh... don't post the the www.lodgerlow.com site... it won't work because I've moved everything back here until I get this resolved.

[Edit: problem solved]

lorem ipsum

I feel quite deflated this evening. I had 4 meetings today, for a total of 5 hours, and my brain has dribbled out of my ear. I wish I had some blue-peter-I-made-this-earlier posts to insert here. But I don't. So I'll distract you with some Lorem ipsum.

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