Watercooler Sub Zero: Ice Capades

xx-post Ah, I see Ed. Someone sent me a case of mixed Belgian beer a couple of years ago - La Trappe was one of them. Lots of various frooty beers. I still have some of the bottles - will check for geuze type things.

(I wonder how my mum would feel if she knew she'd contributed to our lingo so wonderfully.)

more accidents happen at Christmas time than any other time of year. Some involve scalding.

You will still be sick. You just won't care.

CAMRA type de-lurking for a bit. If you try the geuze do not be put off by your first swig. It's an acquired taste, but well worth the effort, as I sure Ed will testify.

Peronally, I'd plump for the Cantillion, which is so sour as to make your lips do the lemony thing, but so, so, good.

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*skips through to kitchen*

Boos Glogg

Wait, you think there is *more* booze in red wine than in whisky?

Of course not. But you do not have to dilute it down with hot water, and you end up drinking more of it because you make it by the great big pan-load and not just by the mugful. Hot toddies, with their ginger and lemon and stuff are merely boiled cough mixture with booze in it.

I'm having so much trouble with this report, I just can't seem to crack the aging on it - too many things going on, too many parameters. I hate the insurance side of the business, the maths is so freaking complex because of all the relationships involved and the reports can't really handle it.

Speaking of crazy people, that troll thread is a minefield, but it is quite interesting trying to get some perspective on why people behave in these ways. From the horses' mouths, what they actually think they are doing. It's a real freakshow, but I can't help rubbernecking.

xpost about Swedish mulled brandy alkyness.

Work is shit. Everyone is giving me things to do that need to be done instantly, and they do not seem to understand that said things would take quite a while even if I didn't already have a huge pile of other "instant" jobs to do.

The goth seems to have lost interest after the weekend we had together.

The friend I was going to visit next week has cancelled. So now I am just going to be stuck at home with my mum all week, getting more and more pissed off with her.

Aaaargh, I need to get out of here somehow.

where "here" = this town, this family, this job, everything

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Don't you ever, like, injure yourself or anything, with that nose? God, it's simply amazing. (I try to stop myself from acting like this, but it's just too enjoyable. Aaaaahhh.)

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!

::big happy rush::

Followed by crippling shame again a few minutes later.

Everyone - keep safe and well and have a splendid time with loved ones over the holidays. Much love xx

I took a 50 question test. I seemed to select the middle button mainly, I couldn't decide. You may well have more personality than me ed.

My boss got me a box of chocolates! Now I feel bad because I didn't get her anything.

We're spending Christmas day at jill's mum's place. jill's mum is very nice and kind & stuff, but there's not much to do there. I was planning on watching loads of telly and drinking myself into a stupor, but last night I hit on the idea of taking down the zeit sequencer, a synthesiser module and a set of headphones, which sounds like a much better idea.

2006 was a bit crap (mainly lack of money/trade @ work), but nevertheless a fair bit better than 2005. Hopefully '07 will get better still.

(I may check my email once or twice in between, though.)

2006 was mostly OK. Some really good things happened. And very few really awful things happened. So on balance, it was OK.

2006 was shite. I'm in my third job of the year, I am more skint than I was last year, I am a stupid idiot for thinking packing in a really well-paid job on a point of principle was a good idea (the principle was sound, but I didn't really take time to examine my future options and I think I'm kind of screwed now). On the other hand, my family, friends and loved ones are all fit and healthy and well and I haven't had any big personal cock-ups in my life outside of work (ended 2005 convinced I didn't have any friends in the world - was proved very wrong by a pleasantly sociable 2006), so I can't really complain.

I'm going away tomorrow lunchtime and won't be back until Wednesday or Thursday night.

Okay, now having to rush to the loo every half an hour. I hate being ill.