Just as I was putting dinner on the table, the phone rang, and the husband answered. Since he was being all formal, I assumed that it was one of my students' parents - I don't get called up as often as some other teachers, but it happens occasionally - but it turned out to be my old boss from my regional news magazine from hell days. Those who've ( Read more... )

( Cut für Gegreine, Lesen auf eigene Gefahr. )

Am at work.

My colleague who sits at the desk opposite to mine is stuck with an earworm. That in itself is not overly amusing. The earworm, however, is. She's constantly going Snape. Snape. Severus Snape. Snape. Snape. Severus Snape. ...

I AM NOT THE ONLY GEEK IN ZE HOUSE! \o/ My day, it is made.

*sigh*

Yep, I renewed my contract with the Evil Company of Nuclear Doom Prevention (TM) again. Yes, I hate the job and it bores me to frustration, and it would be way better for my future if I ditched it and a) focused on studying entirely or b) at least got an internship or something that has actually to do with what I want to do with my life, ( Read more... )

Over in the tea room, M. (yes, the idiot ex-pseudo-boss) and Mr J. (an unpleasant-thinking-he's-pleasant guy in charge of our quality management system) are discussing medieval market events. Apparently they enjoy visiting the same ( Read more... )

The dead week has come, and I must go to work.

Actually work has three absolutely dead weeks: the last two weeks of December and the first week of January; but the week between Christmas and New Year's, the last week, this week, is the deadest of them all ( Read more... )

Here I am, back online after a weekend full of work and sunshine ( Read more... )

More idiocy from M.; not worth getting annoyed about, but there it is ( Read more... )

Sometimes I despair of my co-workers ( Read more... )

... time is passing way too fast. Three and a half weeks and I'll be half a world away. *hyperventilates ( Read more... )