From Boston to Dubai, friends join me in lamenting today's snag in Gmail.
Are you facing the same problem? Is it refusing to load? Is it asking you to view emails in basic html? It is not opening attachments? Is it not allowing you to go into the dozen of Google Groups you are an effective member on?
Oh .. you don't operate a paperless virtual office like me? How sweet!
What am I supposed to do now, when all my work and documents are on Gmail? Curl up on the sofa and catch up with television?
And what do I watch? The Food Network? I now know how to cook about everything I need to know how to cook! Seriously! Watch Friends reruns?
Help .. without Gmail.. there can be nothing left for me to do.
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January 30, 2008
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I don't know whether to laugh or cry - but allow me to opt for the latter.
For in the scheme of mighty things - my ratings are dipping lower and lower and lower.
Thanks to Facebook, I am getting messages like the following in my inbox now:
In English, that says:
The answer you dimwit is: HELL NO! And I won't even stoop down to explain why!
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For in the scheme of mighty things - my ratings are dipping lower and lower and lower.
Thanks to Facebook, I am getting messages like the following in my inbox now:
هلا ممكن نتعرف ونتوصل على الماسنجر
In English, that says:
Hello,
Can we get to know each other and correspond on MSN?
The answer you dimwit is: HELL NO! And I won't even stoop down to explain why!
Sigh! Read more»»
January 28, 2008
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Silly has gone senile.
I have so much work to do .. and am so restless.
It is snowing outside .. and part of me is so inclined to get all three of us (me, myself and I) into the car, along with the camera for a spin. I mean ..it could literally mean just that - a spin. To get to anywhere near where I live, which is decent enough for someone of my status, I would have to go to the mountain. This means slopes and depending on the road conditions and the speed at which the car (which drives itself in conditions like this) goes, the likelihood of a spin is very much on the books.
I have an itch though.. and it is called the spending itch .. even if it means browsing around the supermarket and coming back home loaded with things I won't really use or find anything useful for ever.
My other option, of course, is to bury my nose into some work ... or turn on the TV and curl on the sofa. Or go out .. or not go out .. or read .. or .. not read .. or simply sit back and think.
I woke up early this morning .. and it's just 10.30am now and since I don't know what to do with myself .. I will have to retrace my steps this morning .. and perhaps go back to sleep and start from scratch again. Read more»»
I have so much work to do .. and am so restless.
It is snowing outside .. and part of me is so inclined to get all three of us (me, myself and I) into the car, along with the camera for a spin. I mean ..it could literally mean just that - a spin. To get to anywhere near where I live, which is decent enough for someone of my status, I would have to go to the mountain. This means slopes and depending on the road conditions and the speed at which the car (which drives itself in conditions like this) goes, the likelihood of a spin is very much on the books.
I have an itch though.. and it is called the spending itch .. even if it means browsing around the supermarket and coming back home loaded with things I won't really use or find anything useful for ever.
My other option, of course, is to bury my nose into some work ... or turn on the TV and curl on the sofa. Or go out .. or not go out .. or read .. or .. not read .. or simply sit back and think.
I woke up early this morning .. and it's just 10.30am now and since I don't know what to do with myself .. I will have to retrace my steps this morning .. and perhaps go back to sleep and start from scratch again. Read more»»
January 22, 2008
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Every morning I start with an ambitious list of things to do .. and by the time night falls ... it still seems to me that I have not achieved anything I had planned for the day that's almost gone.
Yes, time flies...and ever since leaving my full-time job, it seems that my time-management skills have gone rusty.
Sigh!
Don't get me wrong. I am busy the whole day it seems with getting a little bit of everything done. This means that while I am multi-tasking and doing a bit of this and a teeny bit of that - I don't seem to get all that I wanted done over and out of the way!
This only means something .. and one thing .. I need a change of scene. Nothing right now could lift my spirits more than a shopping expedition to reward myself for all the good deeds I have achieved and give me the incentive to do other good stuff!
Like I need an excuse for shopping! Read more»»
Yes, time flies...and ever since leaving my full-time job, it seems that my time-management skills have gone rusty.
Sigh!
Don't get me wrong. I am busy the whole day it seems with getting a little bit of everything done. This means that while I am multi-tasking and doing a bit of this and a teeny bit of that - I don't seem to get all that I wanted done over and out of the way!
This only means something .. and one thing .. I need a change of scene. Nothing right now could lift my spirits more than a shopping expedition to reward myself for all the good deeds I have achieved and give me the incentive to do other good stuff!
Like I need an excuse for shopping! Read more»»
January 17, 2008
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Speaking to family and friends in the Gulf cracks me up.. brrrrrrrrrrrrr...It's cold here, they moan.
Sigh! If I could afford it my dear fellow creatures.. I would book you all tickets to come here and enjoy the freezer outside :)
(this picture was taken almost three weeks ago .. and the snow has melted since...but the temperature still drops to zero .. and the snow will fall again) Read more»»
January 14, 2008
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I don't really know what our Bahraini bloggers were going on about when they complained about being stuck in traffic for an hour or two when the shrub passed through town.
At least he provided them with some much needed entertainment .. dancing the traditional war dance sure sends some signals.. Surprised how the fanatics didn't rise up in arms over an infidel dancing without a permit in public .. sigh!
Having said that.. you all ultimately got to work that day, had time to reflect on life, road planning, your places as citizens in the scope of things and the impact of US foreign policies on your being .. Hope it also gave you ideas on how to devise ways to kill boredom :)
Our friends in Dubai weren't as lucky as the whole country was paralysed. Imagine shutting down what is being marketed as a world hub which doesn't sleep because a plant which is past its sell-by date is coming to terms with geography and understanding that the Gulf isn't necessarily the Gulf of Mexico.
How many people will have the balls to sue for lost business, considering they had no warning to prepare them for the shut down? Read the comments on this article to see how knee-jerk reactions effected your average Joe .. who is now not too happy with Bush & Co.
The good news is that he rarely travels .. and the likelihood of this ever happening again is next to nil. The bad news is that again .. you the subjects .. have no right to access information to at least enable you to plan your life and navigate the route you take to work. So what if you are stuck for four hours in traffic? So what if you don't turn up at work? So what if you lose a deal or two? You don't matter .. what matters most is keeping Uncle Sam happy .. happier than you would ever be! Read more»»
At least he provided them with some much needed entertainment .. dancing the traditional war dance sure sends some signals.. Surprised how the fanatics didn't rise up in arms over an infidel dancing without a permit in public .. sigh!
Having said that.. you all ultimately got to work that day, had time to reflect on life, road planning, your places as citizens in the scope of things and the impact of US foreign policies on your being .. Hope it also gave you ideas on how to devise ways to kill boredom :)
Our friends in Dubai weren't as lucky as the whole country was paralysed. Imagine shutting down what is being marketed as a world hub which doesn't sleep because a plant which is past its sell-by date is coming to terms with geography and understanding that the Gulf isn't necessarily the Gulf of Mexico.
How many people will have the balls to sue for lost business, considering they had no warning to prepare them for the shut down? Read the comments on this article to see how knee-jerk reactions effected your average Joe .. who is now not too happy with Bush & Co.
The good news is that he rarely travels .. and the likelihood of this ever happening again is next to nil. The bad news is that again .. you the subjects .. have no right to access information to at least enable you to plan your life and navigate the route you take to work. So what if you are stuck for four hours in traffic? So what if you don't turn up at work? So what if you lose a deal or two? You don't matter .. what matters most is keeping Uncle Sam happy .. happier than you would ever be! Read more»»
She had an infectious smile and a no nonsense attitude. She went with me to school and many a times we would share rides. She was my aunt's classmate and her younger sister, who was my age, was a good childhood friend.
We didn't meet for many years .. and then as news editor of the GDN, I bumped into her again, as head of PR at Weber Shandwick.. that's FP7 for you mortals.
We clicked immediately and spent many afternoons between jobs eating, chatting and laughing at some of the finest eateries at City Centre, in Manama, where her office was located. Despite her battle with breast cancer, its reemergence and her chemotherapy sessions and pain, she was one of the most upbeat and positive people I have met in my life.
Yesterday, Eman Khalifa said goodbye to the world. I hope you are in a better place my good friend.
On my quick visit to Bahrain, you crossed my mind many times. I just couldn't bring myself to visit you at your hospital bed. I called you before arriving looking for good news. I was hoping you would tell me that you beat that wretched disease again. You were smiling and wheezing and upbeat. You asked me to come and visit you. I promised you I would. I am sorry I didn't. I was sparing myself the pain and you the negativity of seeing my tears - which I can't stop now.
You will be missed and remembered. You are not completely gone for you have spread positivity and good memories which nothing can take away. Even death...
We didn't meet for many years .. and then as news editor of the GDN, I bumped into her again, as head of PR at Weber Shandwick.. that's FP7 for you mortals.
We clicked immediately and spent many afternoons between jobs eating, chatting and laughing at some of the finest eateries at City Centre, in Manama, where her office was located. Despite her battle with breast cancer, its reemergence and her chemotherapy sessions and pain, she was one of the most upbeat and positive people I have met in my life.
Yesterday, Eman Khalifa said goodbye to the world. I hope you are in a better place my good friend.
On my quick visit to Bahrain, you crossed my mind many times. I just couldn't bring myself to visit you at your hospital bed. I called you before arriving looking for good news. I was hoping you would tell me that you beat that wretched disease again. You were smiling and wheezing and upbeat. You asked me to come and visit you. I promised you I would. I am sorry I didn't. I was sparing myself the pain and you the negativity of seeing my tears - which I can't stop now.
You will be missed and remembered. You are not completely gone for you have spread positivity and good memories which nothing can take away. Even death...
January 11, 2008
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Belated Happy New Year!
Survived my five days in Bahrain and am back to the comforts of my self-exile. I could have stayed for more time if I wanted to, but to tell you the truth, five days was more than I could really handle, given the current circumstances - and I am not talking politics.
There is a surreal feeling to returning home after being away for a while. You just look at things differently. Despite my natural inclination to silliness, I tried to reason with myself and actually made time to sit together with me, myself and I. Without mincing words, I told them that we were bound to return one day and that there was no escape and that we had to deal with the situation at hand in a more realistic manner. The prankster in me, however, turned the serious discussions into a farce and here we are back in Eskimoland - having decided to cross that bridge once we get to it again.
We also caught up with family and friends and met with a few bloggers, which was really awesome and truly the highlight of my trip. You guys rock. Keep up the good work and looking forward to seeing more of you in the days, weeks, months and years to come. Also, if you ever are around in this part of the world, please do contact us and me, myself and I would be more than glad to take you around!
While in Wonderland, the weather too was pleasant. My in-laws were arguing with me to wear something - anything - as they said it was cold. I flogged a jumper around with me to keep them happy as they really have a vested interest in protecting the incubator of their future grandchildren.
Speaking of children, while most people I met were respectful and did not butt their noses into my privates .. erm .. I mean private business .. I have had a rub in with an obnoxious piece of shit who made it a point to parade her demonic spawns of the devil in front of me daily and tell me how sad it was that I was without child!
Being polite in public company (unlike how I am here), I bit my tongue and resisted from telling her that I am still today a good 15 years younger than her when she got married!
I was nice enough to explain to her that I personally didn't feel responsible enough yet to have a brat or two running around in circles around me yet and that I still had time. She persisted in her argument, with the spawns of Satan running around, screaming their heads off for attention.
"This isn't how I want to live my life," I told her while pointing to her unruly brood.
"God will give you this one day," she retaliated.
"And since you have so much experience with bad behaviour and since you are so concerned with my barren state of affairs, I hope you wouldn't mind taking care of them on my behalf when God decides it's time for me to change diapers and clean up pooop," I retorted.
Reflecting back on the situation, I should have just asked her to mind her own business. Then again, we are too much of hypocrites to really tell people in the face what we really think of them and their meddling in our private affairs! Read more»»
Survived my five days in Bahrain and am back to the comforts of my self-exile. I could have stayed for more time if I wanted to, but to tell you the truth, five days was more than I could really handle, given the current circumstances - and I am not talking politics.
There is a surreal feeling to returning home after being away for a while. You just look at things differently. Despite my natural inclination to silliness, I tried to reason with myself and actually made time to sit together with me, myself and I. Without mincing words, I told them that we were bound to return one day and that there was no escape and that we had to deal with the situation at hand in a more realistic manner. The prankster in me, however, turned the serious discussions into a farce and here we are back in Eskimoland - having decided to cross that bridge once we get to it again.
We also caught up with family and friends and met with a few bloggers, which was really awesome and truly the highlight of my trip. You guys rock. Keep up the good work and looking forward to seeing more of you in the days, weeks, months and years to come. Also, if you ever are around in this part of the world, please do contact us and me, myself and I would be more than glad to take you around!
While in Wonderland, the weather too was pleasant. My in-laws were arguing with me to wear something - anything - as they said it was cold. I flogged a jumper around with me to keep them happy as they really have a vested interest in protecting the incubator of their future grandchildren.
Speaking of children, while most people I met were respectful and did not butt their noses into my privates .. erm .. I mean private business .. I have had a rub in with an obnoxious piece of shit who made it a point to parade her demonic spawns of the devil in front of me daily and tell me how sad it was that I was without child!
Being polite in public company (unlike how I am here), I bit my tongue and resisted from telling her that I am still today a good 15 years younger than her when she got married!
I was nice enough to explain to her that I personally didn't feel responsible enough yet to have a brat or two running around in circles around me yet and that I still had time. She persisted in her argument, with the spawns of Satan running around, screaming their heads off for attention.
"This isn't how I want to live my life," I told her while pointing to her unruly brood.
"God will give you this one day," she retaliated.
"And since you have so much experience with bad behaviour and since you are so concerned with my barren state of affairs, I hope you wouldn't mind taking care of them on my behalf when God decides it's time for me to change diapers and clean up pooop," I retorted.
Reflecting back on the situation, I should have just asked her to mind her own business. Then again, we are too much of hypocrites to really tell people in the face what we really think of them and their meddling in our private affairs! Read more»»
January 7, 2008
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