July 12th, 2004


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Yesterday's martial arts seminar wasn't quite what I expected, but bits of it were still good. However I now ache from head to foot as a result of spending four hours carrying a heavy sword, and spending at least one of those hours running around with the sword.

All joints now fairly comprehensively knackered with various degrees of not-bending and swelling. Which made cycling into work something of a challenge (but still better than walking, which was the other option). And I couldn't find the Ibuprofen gel this morning, which enabled me to make the timely discovery that my arms react badly to Deep Heat. *itch*

Despite all this, today I have managed to:

- Get up in time to sort out parcels to post & make lunch
- Get into work in time to make coffee before 9am meeting
- Post item to one of my eBay buyers
- Post something else I promised to send
- Actually do some bloody work for a change :)
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You win some, you lose some

My pretty knives sold on eBay for just £0.99 in the end. Slightly annoying since I bought them for a tenner originally. Still, 99p is about all I expected to get for the trousers, which eventually went for £14.50... Swings and roundabouts, I guess. The velvet bodice went for £1.39, but since I only paid 99p for it I don't feel too bad about that.

And of course, to look at it another way, people are paying me to take junk that I don't want out of my house! So I still win really. :-)

Sometimes you just can't give your money away!

Still haven't heard back from the eBay seller whose auction for a rather lovely dress I won on Friday. I've emailed twice (once through eBay website, once separately) but no reply. Now I know not everybody checks their email as obsessively as I do, but I do think you have a responsibility to be around when your auctions end... but on the other hand, if some great calamity befalls you, your eBay auctions are probably going to be fairly low down your list of worries, & I'd hate to think I was filling someone's mailbox with pestering about a fiver's worth of goods when their house had burnt down or their family had been eaten by wolves or something.

Most of my twitchiness is just selfish though; I'm worried that I'll be labelled a sluggish payer just because I'm reluctant to send a blank cheque through the post. And if I send any more email I'm worried I'll get negative feedback for being impatient, hassling, etc.. ... I also want my pretty dress, dammit!

The seller does give a mobile phone number in their details, but I think that should be a last resort; it feels a lot more intrusive to contact somebody on their phone (even by SMS, which is all I'd do) than it does to email them.

Gah. Getting physical Stuff from A to B really is the major weakness in the e-utopia. I want to pay online and have my Stuff beamed to me in some kind of whizzy matter-transporter thingy. And I'd like a flying car so I can go and pick up my own personal moon-on-a-stick, too, please.