Don't Cut Off the Air Yet; I'm Still Breathing!
Contrary to popular belief, I am still alive. I've been alternating between typing entries in work and e-mailing them to myself, and simply scribbling them into a notebook I bought recently. So there are journal entries to come.
The lack of actual updating comes from two things: firstly, work has kept me busy (particularly yesterday, when the phones exploded with incoming calls of epic tales across the town) and my Semagic has been playing silly buggers due to a dodgy Internet connection. I may have to re-teach myself how to post via e-mail, as that would certainly cut out the middle man!
I'd use LiveJournal directly in work but I don't much fancy being caught using a social networking site where I have only one or two friends in the immediate vicinity. Social networking is okay, apparently, as long as it has the potential to deliver possible news leads...
I'm feeling pretty chuffed with myself this morning. I woke up at 8am, which is very late, got dressed straight away and I'n now polishing off my first cup of tea (chai, to be precise, courtesy of Jason's mum Maria) before going to work.
I had a really awful dream last night. In a nutshell, I was sent to work abroad for a year because there was no alternative, meaning I was on my own, in Spain. I had a heckload of money but I was bloody miserable without Jason there.
Anyway, time to finish my tea and get to work! I'll try a full write-up on the dream later.
The lack of actual updating comes from two things: firstly, work has kept me busy (particularly yesterday, when the phones exploded with incoming calls of epic tales across the town) and my Semagic has been playing silly buggers due to a dodgy Internet connection. I may have to re-teach myself how to post via e-mail, as that would certainly cut out the middle man!
I'd use LiveJournal directly in work but I don't much fancy being caught using a social networking site where I have only one or two friends in the immediate vicinity. Social networking is okay, apparently, as long as it has the potential to deliver possible news leads...
I'm feeling pretty chuffed with myself this morning. I woke up at 8am, which is very late, got dressed straight away and I'n now polishing off my first cup of tea (chai, to be precise, courtesy of Jason's mum Maria) before going to work.
I had a really awful dream last night. In a nutshell, I was sent to work abroad for a year because there was no alternative, meaning I was on my own, in Spain. I had a heckload of money but I was bloody miserable without Jason there.
Anyway, time to finish my tea and get to work! I'll try a full write-up on the dream later.