I'm going to move out of LJ and into my own domain ( Read more... )

At 2.30 pm, after four hours of frenzied working, I ran off to home. I had finished all of the work that had to be done exactly at the deadline I had set for myself. Four hours I had planned to work, and within four hours it was done. All that was left was a mad dash to the station (I set a fucking record, too, 9 and a half minutes! I was totally ( Read more... )

So here I am, on my free day, at work - desperately trying to tie up stuff before the autumn holiday begins. I had counted on help from the receptionist here, but she fucked up the task I'd given her, and now it all comes down to me -- extra work ( Read more... )

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( You know, today I was only asked one question,
and that one question all day--do you know what that was? )

I've been writing for Nano ( Read more... )

Today it took me fucking TWO hours to travel a distance of fifteen kilometers ( Read more... )

Monday afternoon. The job application deadlines for the two most popular jobs are today, so it’s a freaking madhouse today. People are sending me e-mails, they call me on the last possible moment (seriously, I feel like the most popular girl in the school today), and I’m swamped with letters. It’s fun, but I don’t have a moment for myself at all ( Read more... )

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I was doing the dishes, up in soapwater until my elbows, and I thought of an inside joke we'd do whenever we did the dishes together. "There is no spoon," one of us would say, and we'd always laugh. Because it was a standard thing, something we'd always say ( Read more... )