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Am rather overwhelmed by Stuff, but am trying to balance it.
So, to counter Major Film Company's attempts to treat me like a real employee (i.e. by demanding extra hours at very short notice, by changing the requirements and by generally messing around), I submit ...
Retail Therapy! with a prize to anyone who finds the subject line of this post newly amusing
I have new boots. Exactly what I'd been looking for, and failed to find, last winter. Last winter I ended up with a blocky-heeled pair which, on Monday, attempted to assassinate me. Luckily, my blocky-heeled boots are not very intelligent, and they did this by extruding a large, sharp chunk of metal into my foot, missing my vital organs by a considerable margin.
This was War. (And rather more justified than Mr Bush's tantrum). Was determined to get rid of Blocky-Heeled Black Boots.

Saw these in Office, reduced from £80 to £25.
"How many pairs do you have in this size?" I enquired after trying them on and prancing around the shop.
"Er, just those and the ones on display."
"I'll take the lot!"
Yes, I bought their entire stock, and must now remember to mark one pair so as to wear them out evenly. For I will wear these out, oh yes. Business, pleasure and everything in between.
To counter the sheer cussedness of Microsoft and all its works, I recount today's discovery that the Docklands Light Railway ticket machines are running DOS in the background. In French. (Of course, I shouldn't have been able to see the volume information output: but it was a special treat in lieu of selling me a ticket).
ladymoonray has been impurpled and gone to Gothcon Whitby. But I am secure in the knowledge that I have seven whole days in which to wash all my black clothes before Eastercon. Off to Plymouth this weekend, but apparently it is sunny down there. And my father is reportedly doing much better now he's out of hospital and in a proper nursing home.
To counter article deadlines, tax demands, fines, Plymouth Social Services, family irritations and the cold greyness of the weather, Ifall down after fall back on pink drink. And the hope that it really is all over bar the shouting.
Am rather overwhelmed by Stuff, but am trying to balance it.
So, to counter Major Film Company's attempts to treat me like a real employee (i.e. by demanding extra hours at very short notice, by changing the requirements and by generally messing around), I submit ...
Retail Therapy! with a prize to anyone who finds the subject line of this post newly amusing
I have new boots. Exactly what I'd been looking for, and failed to find, last winter. Last winter I ended up with a blocky-heeled pair which, on Monday, attempted to assassinate me. Luckily, my blocky-heeled boots are not very intelligent, and they did this by extruding a large, sharp chunk of metal into my foot, missing my vital organs by a considerable margin.
This was War. (And rather more justified than Mr Bush's tantrum). Was determined to get rid of Blocky-Heeled Black Boots.

Saw these in Office, reduced from £80 to £25.
"How many pairs do you have in this size?" I enquired after trying them on and prancing around the shop.
"Er, just those and the ones on display."
"I'll take the lot!"
Yes, I bought their entire stock, and must now remember to mark one pair so as to wear them out evenly. For I will wear these out, oh yes. Business, pleasure and everything in between.
To counter the sheer cussedness of Microsoft and all its works, I recount today's discovery that the Docklands Light Railway ticket machines are running DOS in the background. In French. (Of course, I shouldn't have been able to see the volume information output: but it was a special treat in lieu of selling me a ticket).
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To counter article deadlines, tax demands, fines, Plymouth Social Services, family irritations and the cold greyness of the weather, I
Agreeabl(y) tart?
Date: Friday, April 11th, 2003 12:57 am (UTC)Thanks for heads-up re O'Brian: he does have the full set, though (years' worth of Christmas presents from me to him, starting when I was about 10). Thanks anyway! Are they cheap? If under £1, grab 'em -- I have friends to convert.
Re: Agreeabl(y) tart?
Date: Friday, April 11th, 2003 01:59 am (UTC)Re: Agreeabl(y) tart?
Date: Friday, April 11th, 2003 02:56 am (UTC)Very recomendable.
Re: Agreeabl(y) tart?
Date: Friday, April 11th, 2003 11:39 am (UTC)Ooh, ooh, I can get this in the shop over the road from me! Next time I'm coming to London (first w/end of July) I'll pop a couple in my bag and bring them round to share - sound okay to you, T?
Re: Agreeabl(y) tart?
Date: Friday, April 11th, 2003 05:13 pm (UTC)Re: Agreeabl(y) tart?
Date: Tuesday, April 15th, 2003 04:46 am (UTC)