Holiday cheer?
Christmas is coming,
The goose is getting fat.
Please, Sir, put a penny in the old man's hat.
Oi. What's up with this cold weather? Someone please put some more oil in the lanterns, (and bring more oreo cookies for the leftover milk ♥). Wasn't there some Dickens novel like that? Oliv- no... Ah! A Christmas Carol! That's right. One of these days I'll get it right the first time.
Maybe, if I'm lucky, I'll be able to win the holiday drawing this year and take Christmas and New Years off. Ah~ That would be nice! No, I'm not rigging the thing; it's simply my year to win, that's all. Thankfully, this year I've manage to (mostly) avoid flu season. (Going ou... erm, I mean staying in has helped.) That said, I've already stocked the fridge with all the OJ I might need. (Just in case.)
Oi, oi. That hurt. Like serious "ow", here. (Watch what you do with those implications, na?) Defnitely no need for that! Miss Olivia, (my secretary's "english" name), left some cookies on my desk yesterday. They ought to be pretty decent, (or rather, they ought to be edible), as they were leftovers from the batch she made for her boyfriend. (Oooo~)
I've also started doing more meditations in the morning. (Not that 'Ohm' stuff - that's Buddhism, not bushido.) Which may be why Miss Olivia may or may not have found her cookies (or what was left of them) in the coffee lounge later that day. Only... Oh...
Oi....
...
... Shit.
[OOC: Saeki's put yet another message in his journal... but he couldn't seem to finish for some reason. ^.~]
The goose is getting fat.
Please, Sir, put a penny in the old man's hat.
Oi. What's up with this cold weather? Someone please put some more oil in the lanterns, (and bring more oreo cookies for the leftover milk ♥). Wasn't there some Dickens novel like that? Oliv- no... Ah! A Christmas Carol! That's right. One of these days I'll get it right the first time.
Maybe, if I'm lucky, I'll be able to win the holiday drawing this year and take Christmas and New Years off. Ah~ That would be nice! No, I'm not rigging the thing; it's simply my year to win, that's all. Thankfully, this year I've manage to (mostly) avoid flu season. (Going ou... erm, I mean staying in has helped.) That said, I've already stocked the fridge with all the OJ I might need. (Just in case.)
Oi, oi. That hurt. Like serious "ow", here. (Watch what you do with those implications, na?) Defnitely no need for that! Miss Olivia, (my secretary's "english" name), left some cookies on my desk yesterday. They ought to be pretty decent, (or rather, they ought to be edible), as they were leftovers from the batch she made for her boyfriend. (Oooo~)
I've also started doing more meditations in the morning. (Not that 'Ohm' stuff - that's Buddhism, not bushido.) Which may be why Miss Olivia may or may not have found her cookies (or what was left of them) in the coffee lounge later that day. Only... Oh...
Oi....
...
... Shit.
[OOC: Saeki's put yet another message in his journal... but he couldn't seem to finish for some reason. ^.~]