lex_infernus

Yes, it seems work has followed me home, or rather I brought it home with me in the form of a company mobile that any of our major customers can call me on between 6 and 8pm! Hurrah! This is possibly the best replacement for a social life EVER!

I am so tempted to put this blasted thing in the microwave....

Not much to say besides here I am, upright and breathing, and life is good!

More to follow.



Pwomise.

.......and I'm STILL ALIVE!

Yes, my car didn't explode on the drive back! With all the driving I do it's nice to have something that's actually comfortable to drive, as opposed to the student bar-stool equivalent I used to have.

Has anyone met a student bar-stool?

So far I have an A4 page worth of things that need looking at, and I may need to turn over. Oh but I don't care, I'm happy, tra la laa!

God I hope it doesn't cost a fortune to fix....

Yes, I've left it 4 months this time! Can I push the limit? Can it be done by a mere mortal such as myself? (EDIT: Me? Mortal? Pfff!)

I'm at work on a....Thursday...no, Wednesday. I'm about to pass out from lack of food....the only thing that's keeping me going is the miniscule caffeine content of the dregs of a cup of tea someone brought me this morning...mm... cold. Yuk.

Ooh, and I'm getting a new car. A citroen xantia 1.9TD only for 150 squiddlies! Why so cheap, I hear you ask (I don't really, it's just the voices again), it's because it needs work doing to it. Which is fine.

Only thing is it's a bit of a long drive back from where I'm collecting it, and it's got a suspension fluid leak, which doesn't seem like such a bad thing, I mean, who cares if it's a bumpy ride home anyway? Thing is, when a citroen loses hydraulic fluid not only do you lose the suspension, you also lose your brakes and the ability to steer! It's gonna be a fun trip...

Erm.  Ok, it's been 3 months and I haven't posted, although I thought I had last night, except obviously I hadn't.  The exact details of last night are unclear, but it was a Thursday, and nothing ever happens on a Thursday.  Only problem is now it's Friday, and the wrong end of Friday too, which means I still have to go to work.

Damnation.

Yes! I only have to work 5 hours on Crimbo Evo! 

Only problem is it's from 1pm to 6pm....  

No, I'm not asking the age old existential question, I'm just asking why I'm adding an entry in my LJ when I have no clear motivation to do so (besides the fact that an evening has passed and I haven't posted yet).  Is this a sign of addiction?  Can you really be addicted after only 1 full days' membership? 

Probably.  Like Carling.  Not that I drink the stuff.  Or anything similar to that kind of stuff.  Something about yellow fizzy liquid that doesn't quite appeal to me. 

A friend of mine once said that if he ever decided to run an off-licence he'd have a glass floor with rivers of beer flowing beneath it.  A romantic fantasy, indeed.  As I was feeling particularly nasty at the time I pointed out that it would look as if he'd set up shop over a cess pit. 

However, because he IS one of my friends and I didn't want to completely dash his dreams to pieces, I suggested he open his own pub with a glass floor with a microbrewery beneath it.  That may have some mileage...

Why am I talking about beer?  Shameless space filling to justify an originally (and quite possibly still) pointless post?  No...don't think so.  I rarely feel the need to justify myself.  Actually, that's not true: I often feel the need to justify myself, I just avoid doing it so people think I don't feel the need to do so and am much more confident than I really am. 

Except now that illusion is ruined.  I could hit the backspace key, but I can't be bothered.  I'm lazy too.  Nope, best to forge ahead and do what I can to get this post over and done with - I really want to go to bed!

In fact, raspberries to forging ahead.  I'm off to Hertfordshire to buy a pair of exploding trousers-NO!  No no no.  No.  That's enough.  Step away from the keyboard!

Night.

Happy Yule to anyone who cares!

I'm going to celebrate the longest night by going to bed early!  Seems to be the sensible thing to do.

Can I think of something profound to say to get my journal off to a flying start?

Raspberries.