Tuesday, November 28, 2006

Apparently I'm a type 2

you chose CX - your Enneagram type is TWO.

"I must help others"

Helpers are warm, concerned, nurturing, and sensitive to other people's
needs.

How to Get Along with Me

  • Tell me that you appreciate me. Be specific.
  • Share fun times with me.
  • Take an interest in my problems, though I will probably try to focus
    on yours.
  • Let me know that I am important and special to you.
  • Be gentle if you decide to criticize me.

    In Intimate Relationships

  • Reassure me that I am interesting to you.
  • Reassure me often that you love me.
  • Tell me I'm attractive and that you're glad to be seen with me.

What I Like About Being a Two

  • being able to relate easily to people and to make friends
  • knowing what people need and being able to make their lives better
  • being generous, caring, and warm
  • being sensitive to and perceptive about others' feelings
  • being enthusiastic and fun-loving, and having a good sense of humor

What's Hard About Being a Two

  • not being able to say no
  • having low self-esteem
  • feeling drained from overdoing for others
  • not doing things I really like to do for myself for fear of being selfish
  • criticizing myself for not feeling as loving as I think I should
  • being upset that others don't tune in to me as much as I tume in to
    them
  • working so hard to be tactful and considerate that I suppress my real
    feelings

Twos as Children Often

  • are very sensitive to disapproval and criticism
  • try hard to please their parents by being helpful and understanding
  • are outwardly compliant
  • are popular or try to be popular with other children
  • act coy, precocious, or dramatic in order to get attention
  • are clowns and jokers (the more extroverted Twos), or quiet and shy
    (the more introverted Twos)

Twos as Parents

  • are good listeners, love their children unconditionally, and are warm
    and encouraging (or suffer guilt if they aren't)
  • are often playful with their children
  • wonder: "Am I doing it right?" "Am I giving enough?"
    "Have I caused irreparable damage?"
  • can become fiercely protective





Renee Baron & Elizabeth Wagele
The Enneagram Made Easy
Discover the 9 Types of People

Harper
SanFrancisco, 1994, 161 pages


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Monday, November 27, 2006

Happy Birthday to me

Oh good grief, 27 today.

Also, Happy Birthday to Dave Allen (no the comedian, he's dead) and Lisa.

Many happy returns, or warm jumpers depending on where you live.

Oh, check out Jo's blog for a lovely picture of me.

I'm currently at home, in bed after not feeling too well. Thought i was getting over stupid cold/flu, but i guess not. More paracetamol at table 4 please!

Saturday, November 25, 2006

Goodnight Ken Gourley......

Ken was a lovely fella.

This is an odd post, I was discussing with Dermo and Elia earlier, its always hard to say the right thing at a funeral or about the person who passed away.

In case I get it wrong, i'll borrow some words. Today Lindsay Allen was saying some really good things about Ken. For instance, he was an easy guy to like, he could disagree with you picking his words carefully not to make you angry, lastly and most importantly - all was well with his soul (even when the going got tough).

Those are some of the most important things a man can have going for him. I really hope that when I finally go that people will be able to say something similar of me.

The end of the service brought those all important words, "We do not grieve as those who have no hope". Death is not the end for us, its only the beginning.

Its an odd thing, but at a Christian funeral there is no despair. Sure, we will miss the person, sure we'll cry, but we know we'll see him again. He's fallen asleep here and woken up with God. Amen.

Goodnight Ken.

Tuesday, November 07, 2006

Mobile madness......

MY MOBILE PHONE NUMBER HAS CHANGED. (well, it has been 10 years). I will be sending a message shortly. Please don't feel put out if you don't get a message, it does not mean i don't love you any more, it just means that I've lost your number. My other phone is beyond use, so I did lose quite a few up to date numbers.

There are two ways to get the new number:
1. The old number is still connected to a spare handset, please text to it leaving your name .
2. alternatively e-mail me and I'll sent it back.

Yes, there is a story about this one, are you sitting comfortably?

So, there I was on a friday afternoon, minding my own business setting up for the Giants game against the Basingstoke Bison when my phone rang. I was carrying a sound desk at the time and therefore was unable to answer before the answering service kicked in. I picked up my walk into more of a run, set down the apparatus and grabbed my phone from my pocket. To my intense frustration the phone's display did a criss-cross-tartan-firework-display-type-thing, and then faded to black. I've seen this before, it occurs sometimes when the phone's battery expires mid operation. Being the boy scout that I am i grabbed the phone charger from my kit and plugged it in. Nothing. I tried re-starting the phone a few times but it only got as far as the nokia logo, then the tartan fireworks again.

This day had been filled with technical difficulties. The ranged from the password for my work e-mail not being complex enough and being a little more than patronised by the help desk staff about what a 'complex password policy' was, getting a puncture in one of my car tires and my apple laptop having a bit of a seizure. I don't usually do this, but i saw red. My phone was launched across the odyssey and landed in 3 different pieces. That felt good.

Below is a 'Crimewatch' style reconstruction, using actual places (the Odyssey Arena - where is happened) as a reference!

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I gathered up the phone and put it back together, tried turning it on and guess what? (this is the part where people usually say "Oh, did it work then!?") NO! i broke it more.

The screen was now not registering at all, but the keys were lighting up. Bonus.

I panicked. I've had my mobile switched on and strapped to my side constantly for the last few years, suddenly i was no longer contactable. That was an odd anxiety. I called Jo and let her know but i didn't really know anyone else's number so...

The game went on and we won, it was a fine evening, finished off with some pizza at sarah's.

The next day i went to beg forgiveness at the orange shop. This was not a pleasant experience. I will put it in script form. Here is how the conversation went between 'Orange Bimbo Girl (OBG)' and Me.

ME: Um, hello......
OBG: *finishes reading article, glances up* Hi.
ME: Hi, I was wondering if you could help me, my handset is broken and I was wondering what I need to do to get another one.
OBG: *sighs* do you have insurance?
ME: I'm not sure, if i give you my number can you check?
OBG: *sighs* ok *saunters over to counter* Whats your number?
ME: (gives number)
OBG: *tappa tappa tappa, pauses* You don't have any insurance.
ME: OK..... so what are my options?
OBG: *sighs* Well you could register for emergency insurance... then you could claim the accident *starts making conversation with other bimbo*.
ME: *kinda annoyed that she's not really paying attention*I kinda need a new handset right away....
OBG: I'm not really sure what we can do....... *while half making in jokes with her other bimbo* you can buy another handset for 100 pounds.
ME: *tries to contain shock* ok, i'll get back to you then.
OBG: *didn't react continues to chat with other bimbo*

I was a little furious. Not at the fact that I'd have to pay money, but just the sheer rudness and uninterested-ness of the orange staff. I've been their customer for 9/10 years.

I marched down to phones 4 you down the mall a little. In 25 minutes they offered the phone I wanted, offerred me the money to pay off my orange contract and gave me the phone for free. I got the Nokia N93, which is the first entry level mobile phone video camera. I am overly pleased with it, though it is a bit short on battery life.

Its now early in the morning. This post has gone on long enough, so in summary:

•Orange phone shop people are unhelpful and rude.
•Phones 4 u people are quite nice
•i like cake

Goodnight
M