Same old same old
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jadesfireMeh! Gah! And other expressions of disgust...
I am boooooooooored out of my (fairly) tiny mind. The backlog of cataloguing just keeps getting longer, not shorter, which is just wrong as I'm actually doing work here. I'm just not getting any credit for it, which is wrong.
I'm bored enough to contemplate tunnelling my way out and I work on the 1st/2nd* *delete as appropriate for your side of the Atlantic floor.
I'm bored enough that I'm thinking about sorting my work email inbox, which has nearly 600 messages in and to which I have to periodically sacrifice small furry animals in order to keep it appeased.
I'm bored enough to start contemplating inventing new numbers beyond infinity ("smidge" is my favourite so far, which is however much you're thinking of, plus a little bit; or possibly "yelp" which is for the sound you make when you realise quite how high the number is). This is for the purposes of being able to say that, on a scale of 1 to 10 of being bored, I'm at about insert invented number here. Then I can watch people's faces when I say it and no longer be bored, for at least three seconds.
*sigh*
Normally at this point, I demand drabble prompts but I'm almost too bored for that...
Nah, I'm not ;) Prompt away! Or you can demand an extract from one of my works in progress (list under the cut). Demand something from one of my non-regular fandoms (list under other cut). Demand anything that might stop my brain from dribbling out of my ears before the end of the day!
It may take me a while to get through requests, as I am determined to demolish at least one pile of books by the end of the day. As said pile is three feet high, I may be here a while.
I've written in House, Criminal Minds and Doctor Who/Torchwood. I could potentially write in:
Observant readers may also notice that I have recently mastered the 'list' coding and am taking the opportunity to use it as often as possible.
ETA: Article in newspaper saying that the interest rates on student loans are doubling. Yes, doubling. Seriously not good.
On the plus side, next week BBC7 are broadcasting the play "Only a matter of time", which I heard about 5 years ago and was just wondering about yesterday. It's one of the best pieces of radio comedy-drama I've ever heard and has stayed with me for all this time. Listen if you can!
Also, comment notifications? Not working *prods LJ* so further delays may occurr...
I am boooooooooored out of my (fairly) tiny mind. The backlog of cataloguing just keeps getting longer, not shorter, which is just wrong as I'm actually doing work here. I'm just not getting any credit for it, which is wrong.
I'm bored enough to contemplate tunnelling my way out and I work on the 1st/2nd* *delete as appropriate for your side of the Atlantic floor.
I'm bored enough that I'm thinking about sorting my work email inbox, which has nearly 600 messages in and to which I have to periodically sacrifice small furry animals in order to keep it appeased.
I'm bored enough to start contemplating inventing new numbers beyond infinity ("smidge" is my favourite so far, which is however much you're thinking of, plus a little bit; or possibly "yelp" which is for the sound you make when you realise quite how high the number is). This is for the purposes of being able to say that, on a scale of 1 to 10 of being bored, I'm at about insert invented number here. Then I can watch people's faces when I say it and no longer be bored, for at least three seconds.
*sigh*
Normally at this point, I demand drabble prompts but I'm almost too bored for that...
Nah, I'm not ;) Prompt away! Or you can demand an extract from one of my works in progress (list under the cut). Demand something from one of my non-regular fandoms (list under other cut). Demand anything that might stop my brain from dribbling out of my ears before the end of the day!
It may take me a while to get through requests, as I am determined to demolish at least one pile of books by the end of the day. As said pile is three feet high, I may be here a while.
I've written in House, Criminal Minds and Doctor Who/Torchwood. I could potentially write in:
Observant readers may also notice that I have recently mastered the 'list' coding and am taking the opportunity to use it as often as possible.
ETA: Article in newspaper saying that the interest rates on student loans are doubling. Yes, doubling. Seriously not good.
On the plus side, next week BBC7 are broadcasting the play "Only a matter of time", which I heard about 5 years ago and was just wondering about yesterday. It's one of the best pieces of radio comedy-drama I've ever heard and has stayed with me for all this time. Listen if you can!
Also, comment notifications? Not working *prods LJ* so further delays may occurr...
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Date: 2007-06-20 04:13 pm (UTC)Jack took his place in the line, along with all the others from Deck D (non-violent, multiple convictions, transfer pending), careful not to look too hard at anything or anyone. He'd only just got rid of the black eye from his last altercation; for "non-violent" prisoners, the guys from Deck D could pack a hell of a punch. Risking an upward glance, Jack caught the eye of the guard who'd been assigned to his rotation two days before. New to the job, maybe, but not new to this life. There had been something in the look Jack had been on the receiving end of as the 'newbie' did rounds for the first time. Knowing and calculating and not easily distracted. It was the same look Jack was getting now and it gave him at least a measure of hope.
He dropped his eyes again as the line moved forwards, careful not to let the inner smile reach his face. This wasn't the kind of place that tolerated hope in its inhabitants. It was only the vaguest hint right now, but what was the saying? Give me a place to stand on and I will move the Earth? It looked like Jack had found something to stand on.
Now all he needed was a lever.
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Date: 2007-06-20 04:25 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2007-06-20 06:30 pm (UTC)And get a headstart on these - they'll all be coming your way eventually ;)
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Date: 2007-06-21 02:11 pm (UTC)