Archive - Jun 2004

kingcountyjournal.com - Goodbye gluten: Diagnosis of celiac disease means a life without wheat

Left untreated, celiac disease can lead to anemia, infertility, miscarriages, intestinal cancer, osteoporosis, psychiatric problems, other autoimmune diseases and neurological problems.

A good overview of the condition by someone recently diagnosed.

Brandon's Arms | Protect Our Children

scimon: Hmm. Try these on.

So the dream of having one global culture living in harmony is doomed until we have someone else to hate, or at least laugh and point at. So, logically, the only hope for World Peacetm is an Alien Invasiontm, to give us something to gang up against.

Simon and John raising some good points about bigotry, even if their tonges occasionally stray into their cheeks.

When spyware crosses the line | The Register

I've caught up on my sleep. Althought staying up to this time doesn't help for the future.

I've gotten part of my write up for the trip written, but I'm not going to post it till I'm finished. In the meantime, there are photos from the actual gig in the new gallery.

In short the whole weekend was a blast, even the night out on Saturday, despite my original reservations.

Just sorting out my packing for my trip. Calmly excited. I've got the ferry and concert confirmation numbers in my bag.

I'm headng up to another cousin, Diane, in Kinross this afternoon before meeting up with Scott for the drive to Troon.

I'm really looking forward to this. Not a scrap of anxiety.

Warning: Angst Alert

6.40am this morning it all went quite. Not a sound from my computers. Nothing. We had had a power cut. I assume it was the gusts of wind and rain that had taken down a power line somewhere.

I tried to force myself to have a shower. Without electricity that would have been a cold shower. I got one foot under the stream of cold water. Tried to psych myself up to step forward. Before deciding to run wet fingers through my hair to get rid of my bed head.

Linux News: Developer: FAT Patent: Threat to the Free and Developing Worlds?

A full stomach and feeling lethargic. Not getting any work done on my projects today. Maybe tomorrow. At least my stomach is happy.

I'm on late-shift tomorrow, but I'm giving James a lift into work for 9am. I think I might go get the car washed then back home and get some work done for myself. I need to mail out a pile of minutes for the last Coeliac Committee meeting, and I'm not talking email.

So my TODO for tomorrow morning before going into work:

Booked the ferry and concert tickets on-line yesterday. Scott is coming, and we are taking his car. Driving to Dublin. Taking the Ferry from Troon at about 7.30pm on Thursday and arriving in Enniskillen at around 1am, where we will meet up with my cousin and her friend. Once introductions are out of the way Jodie will guide us out into the wilderness to a small town called Springfield. Which, funnily enough, is the name of the small town in the middle of no-where that Scott lives.

On Friday we get to make our leisurely way across the border and down to Dublin in time for the concert. After the gig and we all meet up again. Jodie has stated that she and Charlotte plan on making it into the mosh pit. Scott and I are too old to survive that. Me with my aversion of large crowds of strangers, which is why I'm especially glad Scott has been able to come along, and his arthritis. The Mosh Pit is not for us.