A Mild Tuesdaying of the Day
Yesterday almost made it through without much in the way of incident. I watched two of my bosses having a big row, with me in the middle like some sort of crazy tennis match, then m'colleague walking into the room hilariously upbeat asking if he could join in.. very amusing!
I lost motivation around 3pm if I'm honest, and resorted to staring at my screen vacantly hoping I could will documents into existence through the power of lazyness. Sadly that didnt work.
Last night the fan heater decided to only work on medium heat.. so took the chill off my room at my dads, but then getting so cold as soon as I'd fallen asleep that I got woken up by a large glacier passing through the room. Okay that's not strictly true but being woken up by cold is an unpleasant experience enough!
Everyone is ill at the moment so it seems. M'colleague is spluttering germs everywhere, most of the people I work with have just returned from bouts of man-flu, and now I have an unpleasant cough. Still, it's wednesday today, payday.. and I'm off for some retail therapy.
It doesnt bode well because the last time I tried retail therapy I only ended up buying things for other people. I'm after the new Lemon Jelly album to see if it's any good - not heard anything from it but I've loved LJ's stuff way before they became popular. The KY album is still the best one just for mellowing out in the bath...
... which, just before I go brings me onto another rant. The bath at my dads is TINY, plus there's no active heating in the bathroom, meaning the only warm thing in the room is the bath water, which is only warm enough if you remember to turn the emersion heater on 12 years before you need to actually use the water. Given how stressful work and life in general is, all I've wanted to do is mellow out in a nice warm bath. Unfortunately the best I've managed is curling into the foetal position (to try and get as much of my body underwater in tiny bath as I can) in luke-warm water, and staying there trying to get up the courage to step out of the bath, knowing as soon as I do the water on my body will instantly freeze to hypothermia inducing levels, and my genitals will retract to roughly the position of my lungs. At this rate I'm just going to take my clothes off and run into the North Sea. I'm sure it's warmer.
I'm also becoming incredibly annoyed by the nations obsession with sponsoring talentless idiots that look like they've been bashed repeatedly with a steam iron to appear on television and sing at me. I caught a glimpse of the "X Factor" over the weekend and came to the conclusion that the brain dead banner waving zombies in the audience are an excellent cross section of the general population. I hate you all. What I'd like to see is the "eggs factor". Where people are asked basic IQ and general knowledge questions, and if they get a right answer are pelted with eggs by the audience. Yes thats right, if they get a *right* answer. If they get a wrong answer a large Geode (egg made from stone) is dropped on them from a great height.
I lost motivation around 3pm if I'm honest, and resorted to staring at my screen vacantly hoping I could will documents into existence through the power of lazyness. Sadly that didnt work.
Last night the fan heater decided to only work on medium heat.. so took the chill off my room at my dads, but then getting so cold as soon as I'd fallen asleep that I got woken up by a large glacier passing through the room. Okay that's not strictly true but being woken up by cold is an unpleasant experience enough!
Everyone is ill at the moment so it seems. M'colleague is spluttering germs everywhere, most of the people I work with have just returned from bouts of man-flu, and now I have an unpleasant cough. Still, it's wednesday today, payday.. and I'm off for some retail therapy.
It doesnt bode well because the last time I tried retail therapy I only ended up buying things for other people. I'm after the new Lemon Jelly album to see if it's any good - not heard anything from it but I've loved LJ's stuff way before they became popular. The KY album is still the best one just for mellowing out in the bath...
... which, just before I go brings me onto another rant. The bath at my dads is TINY, plus there's no active heating in the bathroom, meaning the only warm thing in the room is the bath water, which is only warm enough if you remember to turn the emersion heater on 12 years before you need to actually use the water. Given how stressful work and life in general is, all I've wanted to do is mellow out in a nice warm bath. Unfortunately the best I've managed is curling into the foetal position (to try and get as much of my body underwater in tiny bath as I can) in luke-warm water, and staying there trying to get up the courage to step out of the bath, knowing as soon as I do the water on my body will instantly freeze to hypothermia inducing levels, and my genitals will retract to roughly the position of my lungs. At this rate I'm just going to take my clothes off and run into the North Sea. I'm sure it's warmer.
I'm also becoming incredibly annoyed by the nations obsession with sponsoring talentless idiots that look like they've been bashed repeatedly with a steam iron to appear on television and sing at me. I caught a glimpse of the "X Factor" over the weekend and came to the conclusion that the brain dead banner waving zombies in the audience are an excellent cross section of the general population. I hate you all. What I'd like to see is the "eggs factor". Where people are asked basic IQ and general knowledge questions, and if they get a right answer are pelted with eggs by the audience. Yes thats right, if they get a *right* answer. If they get a wrong answer a large Geode (egg made from stone) is dropped on them from a great height.
An "eggs factor" contestant scrambles for their life
Actually, just lace the envelopes on the application forms with cyanide and kill them during application process. The type of person who applies for that kind of show deserves to be removed - and you save all the money from actually having to make, televise and advertise the show.
Simple!
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2:42 AM
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