Fog
As a proof that I'm not just blindly pissed off at the whole of France, I'd like to mention that I totally love how there's fog more often here, in the morning. Particularly yesterday morning, where I was riding the train, and temperature was just at the freezing point, so there was all these little crystals on the grass, making it seem as if somebody grabbed the saturation dial for the world and turned down. Might seem gloomy to some, but I like it muchly. There's a kind of old manor that I can see between trees and building from my desk, and when there's a fog, it makes for just its ghostly tower barely making it, it's very nice.
Seems official that the lady azrhey and I will be taking a 24 hour blitz-trip to Barcelona for the New Year. Wondering whether I should bring my camera or not, since it might be a little crazy, but still, should be quite cool.
I have to make pictures for my work. I find it odd, because the person who asked for it is generally literate, but I just fail to see the need myself. I don't know, I might just be easily tickled these days, wouldn't surprise me.
I have an evaluation interview later this afternoon, which I have mixed feelings over, since I know very well I've been doing a rather poor job, but I'm also having a hard time caring. I've been late to work a few times recently, and I'd ask for (actual) flexible hours, but I realized that even if I get them, it wouldn't be that helpful, since I'm still bound by the bloody train schedule.
Meh.
Very much looking forward to the weekend.
Seems official that the lady azrhey and I will be taking a 24 hour blitz-trip to Barcelona for the New Year. Wondering whether I should bring my camera or not, since it might be a little crazy, but still, should be quite cool.
I have to make pictures for my work. I find it odd, because the person who asked for it is generally literate, but I just fail to see the need myself. I don't know, I might just be easily tickled these days, wouldn't surprise me.
I have an evaluation interview later this afternoon, which I have mixed feelings over, since I know very well I've been doing a rather poor job, but I'm also having a hard time caring. I've been late to work a few times recently, and I'd ask for (actual) flexible hours, but I realized that even if I get them, it wouldn't be that helpful, since I'm still bound by the bloody train schedule.
Meh.
Very much looking forward to the weekend.