Of Dreams and the Office
Monday morning.
The last day of September. The first day of a new work week.
Gotta say that I didn't sleep all that well last night. Tossed and turned for part of the night, and have a note on the bedside pad that reads, "Dinosaur chasing Norseman through living room... Got squished badly." Glad that I don't remember the dream, even if I want to know what happened with the dinosaur and the Norseman. Can you tell my rpgs that I've been running of late have been influencing my dreams? :)
Otherwise, the day is proceeding a pace. Work is going as well as it can be expected to as we start a new translation job, and the boss is in a snippy mood this morning for whatever reasons. We're just keeping out of his way to the best of our ability and getting on with the job.
Back to it, after I get a cup of hot chai from the kitchenette.
The last day of September. The first day of a new work week.
Gotta say that I didn't sleep all that well last night. Tossed and turned for part of the night, and have a note on the bedside pad that reads, "Dinosaur chasing Norseman through living room... Got squished badly." Glad that I don't remember the dream, even if I want to know what happened with the dinosaur and the Norseman. Can you tell my rpgs that I've been running of late have been influencing my dreams? :)
Otherwise, the day is proceeding a pace. Work is going as well as it can be expected to as we start a new translation job, and the boss is in a snippy mood this morning for whatever reasons. We're just keeping out of his way to the best of our ability and getting on with the job.
Back to it, after I get a cup of hot chai from the kitchenette.