Watercooler Sub Zero: Ice Capades

SHe's wearing groovy flares!

And she's got pigtails! She's soooo hott!

She's gone over to Finance!

Eeeep, what do I do?

Grrr, stupid co-worker asked me how to do a pivotTable and while I was doing that, officecrush disappeared. Damn, I'm gonna have to track her down.

Anyway, it is done now. Phew.

Tomorrow starts month end and year end and I'm scared.

Maybe that's what's needed. Less twee self-examination, more stoaty musky foxy tiger prowling.

yeh, quite. i used to do it most often when it looked like shit and there was no time for a shower. once or twice for going dancing but dancing is rubbish without loads of hair to throw around if you're used to having loads of hair to throw around. maybe i will experiment tonight.

Kate, glad no war fought with yr mum. I'm almost out of the woods here, too.

(I'm just saying)

When do you get home?

It feels a bit weird to be in my flat by myself at the moment, but kinda nice after living on top of someone for weeks. I expect I shall miss her when I go home and the flat is all cold and empty.

and

HELLO, SUZY!

Flying back tomorrow, arriving home Friday morning. Ridiculous transfer at Houston Bush International and thus longer travel times which means possible incidence of old crankypaws but at least walk home with suitcase from station is about 200m.

Annoyed about half a stone weight gain, wish I could leave it here in the land of sky-blue waters (filled with bovine growth hormone). I blame cheese, potatoes, microwaves and ridiculous US-only cravings. Steam room, am coming to get you...

I'm feeling down again. I don't know if this is being back at work, or being back on the interweb.

I'm contemplating Cybersuicide - or, if there's a better word for just deleting your MySpace account, your Flickr, your blog, etc.

Excuse me, but I *AM* the copyright holder and I'm not objecting to a damn thing.

http://www.scoreforaholeintheground.org/

Bah, instead of getting to enjoy my long weekend, I came down with the EXTREME DEATH LURGY FLU so I've spent the weekend in bed. Was just dragging myself into work, when I get a message from my boss saying "there is no power - work from home if you can" I told her I probably couldn't, but to let me know when it was back up. NOT UNTIL 8PM TONIGHT!!! yay, unexpected day off.

Anyway, I've been productive while ill. I put up shelves. I bought the Tiffany elephant lamp and a little antique table to put it on. (I did this while still in the happy floating stages of illness.) so my flat looks gorgeous. I have less CDs than I thought I did. I bought a 750 CD rack, only to find out that I only have 500 CDs. Must buy 200 more! Hurrah!

Actually managed to do a lot of mixing and even a little recording. (This is hard with the lurgy so you have to fill yourself full of lemsip and sing one line at a time.) It makes my voice sound really wispy and etherial girl. I like it.

I am eating loads of spicy food to drive it out. I made the hottest curry in the world last night. And super lempsip, which is honey lemon lemsip, mixed with cloves and cinnamon and lemon juice and honey. Actually, you could probably leave the lemsip bit out and it would be great anyway.

Also, I have new glasses. I feel like I'm on drugs, they are so strong. The world looks all bendy funny. But then suddenly I realised that I was able to read writing on posters FROM ACROSS THE ROOM. I feel like I have X-ray vision. I can see bus numbers all the way down the street! I have on the purple architects glasses today. Tomorrow I may wear the green ones.

Has Kerr made it over? Anyone know if there's any updates on his 'Rents and the accident? Ah well, I'll drop him an email and tell him we're here.

Just been offered more gigs by a promoter - and a live radio show! Eep! I have to think about this. Not to bite off more than I can chew and make it all not fun again, but it's so tempting when you're having a nice rush of energy and things seem to be happening.

Have four minutes left on the web cafe... there is a rolling walking thread on here somewhere, I think. If there's not, there should be.

I could easily have been Emsk. Everyone at her party has had the killer death lurgy. I'm going to blame O'Farrel, I could have sworn he was hiding a sneezing chicken.

i have realised i was heading for the lurgee all day the saturday of the party though. at the time i thought the swallowy throat was aftereffects of poptimism - too much shouting and laughing - but realised when i went to bed sunday morning it was the beginning of the edl. but WHO DID I GET IT FROM??

So that's where I left Camilla! You bastards ate her, didn't you?

Um, you would think, wouldn't you...(see link Gerry posted up there)