Someone just came into my office and said, "Liz, can I borrow a quick pen or pencil ( Read more... )

Thank goodness for home time ( Read more... )

Much snow outside the window. Practicially a blizzard.
Reminds me of January 1987 - at least I think it was 1987. ( Read more... )

In order to understand self-determination you need to realize that everything is controlled by a a group of drunk bisexuals made up of nerds with help from the Territorial Army ( Read more... )

In the aim of proving that I am actually a good, decent and responsible person (which should probably very occasionally be emphasised), and following on from one of my recent posts, I would like to state the following for the record ( Read more... )

Three hours and twenty minutes.

That's how long it took me to get to work this morning. In jostling stand-on-your-feet-and-elbow-you-in-the-chest crowds and drizzle. And my feet really hurt now. THREE HOURS AND TWENTY MINUTES.

I wonder how long it will take to get home again?

( Read more... )

Things are all in a muddle and seem to be flashing past at a ridiculous speed except for today which was mostly spent stuffing envelopes ( Read more... )

Having worked till 10pm last night, and having been back in the office at 8.20 this morning, and having worked all day and only having half the normal lunchtime, I have now reached the point where the pressure in my forehead feels as if my brain is about to srtart dribbling out through my nose.

I'm going home now.

Couldn't make it to the LL last night - felt very, very tired. Have been very, very tired every evening this week. New job is er, well, a bit overwhelming.

It is possible I may be out in public again some time in the future when I have acclimatised.