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Chemistry

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Your touch; Ever the catalyst
Setting off a chain reaction from head to toe,
First, a tingling sensation
Then, liquid heat; Searing through my veins
Forbidden Pleasure I can’t resist


~Daixy~

Just something I drummed up on my lunch break today.  Dunno where it came from….maybe it’s on account of the boyfriend is coming back home!!! 
Decided to make a little series of this, as and when the inspiration strikes me, to finish off with the rest of the five senses.  The final product should, when put together make one nice five stanza’d poem 🙂  Wish me luck!

Daixy on: Gordon Brown, GET A PA ALREADY!!!

I often call this man the UK’s George W. Bush.  It’s been my private joke for years, calling them both G.B., watching as they both gaff on the international stage.  I’ve always wondered who his PR people were and if he had a personal assistant to remind him to remove his napkin when stepping out from the local delli.  Well this week, I think I got my answer.

See, Gordie allowed himself to be hooked up to a radio mic.  He spoke to a supporter of his party, who asked him what he was going to do about all the foreigners in their part of the world.  Gordie, after the interview, then turned to his peeps when he got into his car and made a comment about the woman being rather bigoted.Uh oh, did you forget about your mic Gordie?!!!

Big mistake Gordie!  You don’t make swipes at the people on your side.  Now, if he’d had someone like me on his team, knowing how loose his jaw muscles are, they could have turned off the mic real quick, or hit him on the head; whichever would have prevented him from oh so squarely stuffing his foot in his mouth.

Now, the conservatives are having a field day, and I have something to laugh about.  I’ll be saying a little prayer for the big man and hoping he can avoid such mistakes in the future.  I doubt his campaign can handle anymore surprises.

Falling Hard…..

A couple of weeks ago I put this up.

Setting myself up for a huge fall

With only nine more days to go, I have to admit that I have failed!!!

I yelled F%$# You to the driver overtaking in the curve that almost pushed me into a gutter.  I screamed it at a mate who, after his driver had blocked my path with his van was cussing at me and hitting my hood to make sure I knew he was talking to me ( actually threw in more for his benefit and watched his face go white, if a black man could ever do that lol).  I also screamed it when a physiotherapist cracked my spine back in alignment.  No doubt I’ll say it again when I meet with him on Monday.

So, I have succeeded in only one out of three.  Shame on me.  But I must say, I can’t seem to make myself regret it one bit.  Bad little catholic girl, I can just imagine what my priest’s got to say when he reads this ROFL.

So, I’ve fallen and fallen hard.  It’s time now to bandage my wounds and prepare myself for the next climb.  Optimism never killed anyone.  Right?  uhh….right?

~Daixy~

PS.  I’ve been busy busy and not had the chance to get online much over the past couple of weeks.  This should be remedied methinks when my new laptop arrives and I’m once again the resident geek.  I’m looking forward to video games and a chance to work on some outstanding projects.  Don’t miss me too much.  I’ll be back ASAP 😀

Dum birds……

Dealing with malaria, I don’t think I have to explain how annoyed I was at the taps being off. We haven’t had water for two weeks now and have depleted what was in our tanks.   Being sick is the only way that this little lady can get access to the family washing machine without trickery. So yeah, sick, in desperate need of clean clothes and there’s no water?!!

Having dragged my butt outside to stand in the sun from 7am to 11am (took that long cuz I kept having to go inside and rest a bit) I finally managed to wash three week’s worth of clothing. This time, I left NOTHING behind in my baskets. I single-handedly washed all my jeans, towels, bedsheets…. At the end of the day, I felt so proud of myself.

Now comes evening time when I go to take my things off the line. My screams of outrage brought my mother running to find out what was wrong.

Bird poo, shit, crap, doodoo!!!…. you can throw in whatever term you’d like.

Bottom line is,  some dum birds decided my clothes were a lovely public toilet.  I was suddenly faced with two choices. Find the offending creatures, get my dog to take a dump on them (see how they like it) and wash the shirts?; or find the offending creatures, get my dog to take a dump on them and BURN the shirts?  I have to admit that neither choices are possible, as I know I won’t ever find the filthy buggers.  I did wash the shirts though, as they’re my favourite work shirts but you should have seen the look on my mom’s face when I came out with gloves on and added disinfectant to the washing soap. Why on earth she thought I’d actually wash the goop with my bare hands is beyond me lol.

I think I’m going to start looking into the cost of a dryer simply because of the fact that if I EVER find poo on my clothes again, there’s gonna be an immediate decline in the bird population in my area and a sudden spike of roast pigeon to accompany the beer enjoyed during the football games.

DUM BIRDS!!!

~Daixy~

Doped up…..

Body, heart and soul
Are what I gave to you
Pain and misery
Were what you thought my due


No candy for me this year
Nor bubbly chapagne too
You see, I can’t get rid of the bitter taste
Of the ones I got from you


Goodbye asshole!
With time, it’s thanking you I’ll do
You taught your lesson beautifully
And I must take my cue


When next I love,
I’ll be sure to show it all year through
And the one I’m with won’t need just one day
To say, “I Love You”!

~Daixy~

I truly dislike Val’s day.  It’s because of the simple fact that people choose to hide their love until one time of year.  I’m the kind to love all year through and damn the consequences.  I don’t like christmas either.  I give gifts all year through as and when I like and I prefer to get things when I do not expect them.  Having been offered love on val’s day and then having it taken away the very next year, I’m disinclined to believe anyone who comes knocking this time of year.  Come back when you don’t have the whole world watcing and prodding and we’ll talk 😉

PS.  My sis thought I’d broken up with my boyfriend when she saw this.  For those of you who know us, PLEASE!  It’s a just a poem. 

Yesterday…

 

Yesterday I slept
It was a fitful sleep
I tossed and turned
Whimpered and yearned
For the moment I would wake

Because,

Yesterday I dreamed
I dreamed of you
I dreamed of me
We had made plans
Wanted a family

Yesterday you died
I am kneeling upon the freshly packed earth
Staring at the spot that will soon bear your marker
A tear makes its trail from the corner of my eye,
Down my nose and now, hangs precariously off the tip
It drops to the ground and…
Finally it hits me

YOU’RE down there
There’s no air
You can’t breathe!!!

My fingers scrabble at the earth
Frantically
Hot liquid streams down my face as I call to you
My nails break but I feel nothing
I ignore the blood from the pads of my fingers
I must get to you!

My heart is hammering,
Loud in my ears
And now the soil is moist with my tears
Hands grab onto mine in an attempt to still them

A voice
Insistent in my ear
And yet I do not understand
They’re wrong
You’re not gone
You can’t be gone

The hands move up to my forearms,
Lifting me up
Pulling me away
“No!! He’s down there!!!”
My screams mingle with my words
My breath is laboured
My chest bursting with fear
(Fear of a life without you)
“He can’t breathe! Let him out!”

I feel myself being pulled down to the ground
(A life without your touch)
Arms wrap around me as I plead
(A life without your smell)
“You can’t leave him down there,”
(A life without your voice)
“He’s gonna die!!!”

The hands hold me tighter
The lack of response
The utter silence
The look in my companion’s eyes as I search them pleadingly…

My struggles cease
As,I finally realise
Yesterday you died…
And I died with you.
~Daixy~
I found this when looking through my old stuff.  All I can say is WTF?!!  It’s so dark, so painful and yet I’m so proud of it.  It still feels unfinished even after tweaking it so many times.  Ah well, no work is ever truly complete methinks. Always room for improvement

Attack of the killer wall gecko…

3:20 am and I’m suddenly awake.  Something feels odd.  A flash of something catches my eye and being the curious person I am, I turn to find out what’s moving along my wall.

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GECKO!!!  Eugh!!  Now insert guttaral sounds of disgust here.

Since my bed is against the wall, this stupid creature decides to latch itself onto my pillow and then takes free reign over my bed.  Where am I? across the room making mewling sounds that wake my sister up. Like an amazonian warrior, she grabs a comb and sets to work flicking the bugger off my bed.

Me?  I’m in the sidelines saying, “He’s behind the shoe!”  “Get Him!” and “Kwasia!  Who said you could touch my sheets?”.  Suffice it to say she did a good job, relegating the beast to the floor and chasing it behind the fridge, muttering to it, “Now sleep so I can get some sleep of my own”.

Or was that to me?……

~Daixy~
(Self confessed shrieker at most things reptilian, buggy and non domesticated furry)

PS.  I’m not sleeping on those sheets till they are boiled and washed lol

Ghana Telecom, Vodafone/Vodafail and Moi meme

The year 2008 saw my using the then Ghana Telecoms Broadband wireless for three years.  The wireless service was my lifeline to the outside world for voice and data.  December 2008 and all of a sudden my internet stopped working.  I contacted Ghana Telecom and was told that the service was being discontinued.
WHAT?!!!  Just like that, servers had been turned off and the wireless service disconnected and with not a single word to me.  No one had called to inform us of this, not a single flyer had been seen when we went to pay our bill at the Care 4u centre and they could not have picked a worse time to do this.
December of 2008, I lost my grandfather and wanting to plan his funeral within a space of a month, it was imperative that I contact family outside to inform them of the passing and to make arrangements for them to either make donations or show up for the burial.  An easy thing to do when you have a skype phone with paid subscription, no?  Definitely not when your internet is switched off and you cannot access skype.  So I called to complain.  I was informed that all customers who were on the wireless service were to visit the Care4u centres to pick up GPRS Modems.  These were supposed to be a temporary internet service for us cherished customers until they brought in another wireless service.  It took weeks of calling and visiting the centre and complaining before I was given a GPRS modem which FAILED.  It was extremely slow, kept failing to dial up, and yet, all the same, in the space of 5 days the 80 cedis allocated to me was gone.

Of course, I called to complain and demanded to talk to someone in charge.  The care provider I spoke to was trying to hedge, telling me I should simply come in and pay for a top up.  I said to her, ” What the hell makes you people think that after paying 65 cedis a month for internet, that ANYONE would be interested in a service that would waste 80 in 5 days?!!!”  I went on to (and quite forcefully too)  inform her of the fact that I’d not been informed of this, that I’d been led to believe this GPRS modem was going to function just as my old service had and that I was extremely unhappy with the fact that I could not keep all three of my machines online at once.
After her shedding tears and still refusing to let me speak to her supervisor, I called once more and expressed my displeasure, making it clear that I was not alone in my then distaste for their service and that I was going to call up the radio stations and write a scathing review to the editors of several newspapers.  I also threatened to sue, and made sure the agent was aware that if I was to do so, several of my equally disgruntled friends would follow suit.  Just like that and I was on the phone with the area manager that I’d been chasing about for weeks.  Within a week, we had a landline installed (in an area where we’d been told they’d run out of numbers and the reason why we went with the wireless service in the first place)  two weeks later we had internet.  Just in time for me to call up my brothers and tell them how beautiful and befitting a burial the Ghana Veterans Association had given Grandad.  Way to go GT……  
So now I have a landline and I have a broadband4u residential package.  I pay 65 cedis a month for what they tell me is 256kb/s but I know it is shared and no matter how many computers I have connected at a time, I run at less than 100kb/s.  (We know how to run speed tests people!!!!  we can check these things!)  So, lousy speeds, poor customer service, I was oh so ready to go to ZAIN.  What stopped me?  The fact that with Ghana Telecom, I had UNLIMITED service.  NO matter how slow it was, if I could still download my movies.  I was willing to forgive them if I could keep my desktop on all day connected to the skype phone so I could make and receive calls to the USA.  ZAIN offers faster speeds (up to 7.2mb/s and caps at 8GB.  At least this was true when I spoke to them last)  and their wireless routers can connect to up to 34 computers.  I simply figured, I don’t have 34 computers, I already own 3 wireless devices, 2 of which are Professional access points and allow me to better protect my wireless networks…perhaps I should stay put and see how things go.
By this time it was clear that Vodafone was here to stay and I thought that the service might get a bit better.  Sure, I was still losing my connection from time to time but I was still able to read my online comics and join my friends in the UK and other countries for a game of Age of Empires 3.  Rushing home from work on Monday nights to join my Brains Required group on IMVU  for our weekly Topic Night meant hours online talking about this current topic and that and paying witness to views from around the world.  I thought it was simply wonderful.

I should have known that it was too good to be true. Even though the customer care agents seem smarter and make it a point to try to appease clients, it seems to me that the PR department is still in need of a makover.  Why, you ask?
Because Vodafone (in this case vodafail) has done it again.  They have decided to go ahead and introduce a tariff plan without informing their clients.  I heard about the introduction of their plans through a Facebook Group. No flyers were handed out.  No care representative spoke to me when I went to pay my bill for the month.  No one called my house, passed by and there’s nothing in my post office box to inform me of such an exercise.  Just as the time the wireless service was turned off, I had once again been left out of the loop of people to be informed about changes to a service I had been paying for.  Same company, different name.  It seems to me that NOTHING has changed.
Vodafone is offering it’s Residential Broadband4u users 512kb/s speed at 65 cedis a month with a 10GB cap.  Upon expending your allotted 10GB, you will be required to pay another 65 smackeroos for another 10GB  and it goes on and on and on.  Knowing how heavy my bandwidth use is, especially when I’ve rushed to meet my deadlines and have ample free time to partake in my hobbies (online guitar lessons being one of them)  I seriously doubt the sanity of sticking to this service.  Best to simply go offline and use my phone to check facebook and such.  No more blogging, no more stimulating discussions with people around the world and definitely no more Gaming. 
I checked with Vodafone UK and it turns out that Vodafone UK offers its home users this package for their broadband

  • Superfast broadband connection (up to 8Mb) with unlimited usage
     
  • Inclusive calls to UK landlines any time
  • 25% off calls to UK mobiles
     
  • FREE UK-based telephone support 24/7
     
  • Broadband modem and microfilters included all for £14 per month.  

Yes people, the 8Mb mentioned is actually 8mb/s.  There is NO capping.  I would like to know why it is that the Ghanaian populace is being treated so differently from the subscribers in the UK.  This is unfair treatment as far as I am concerned.  According to the group from facebook who met with vodafone officials, the capping system is to serve as a deterrent to those who abuse the bandwidth.  I am looking for someone who will explain to me what they mean by abuse of bandwidth.  According to vodafone, about 5% of its Ghanaian users abuse the service.  I wonder, should the rest of us suffer for their misdeeds?  Am I one of those abusers?  Well, I can’t tell as I have not had clarification on this.  What I understand of bandwidth abuse is stealing wireless internet from people who fail to secure their networks.  I fail to see how capping will prevent people from stealing my internet.  There has to be a better explanation.
Bottom line, I am extremely unhappy with vodafone and insist that Ghanaians are being treated unfairly.  Vodafone needs to do it’s research properly and act accordingly.  We’re a struggling nation and cannot afford to throw money away.  If they made their services less expensive and more worthwhile, then perhaps we’d be more eager to dispense with our well earned cash, but I for one, with a meagre salary and a huge family, plans of graduate school and such will NOT be sticking around if they do not arrange something better and faster.
You may find these to be of interest:
David Ajao on Phone Networks in Ghana
David on Zain vs MTN
Ghana Business News on Vodafone in Africa
~Daixy~