this is me being Zen and tired
My right elbow is killing me. It is maddening. And I can't make it any better because tomorrow at work I'll be in the same situation and gah. It's aching.
Today I really didn't get all that much accomplished but it appeared that I did which is good. And the project that I was working on and hoped to get out today...didn't happen.
Oh well, it'll be done early tomorrow morning.
True conversation at work:
Me: "I need four copies of X now, [Fellow Coworker, Infamous for Slacking Off]."
Fellow Coworker: "I don't know, [The Boss Man] said you had to take out the chains and whips and force me to do it."
Me (not thinking): "Well, if you're into that type of thing..."
Fellow Coworker and Another Coworker in nearby cubicle: *crack the fuck up*
Oh thank god I trailed off because I was going to continue, "I would have brough them in" and I don't want everything thinking I'm a bloody pervert.
That's not really the image I'm going for.
This weekend I will be writing an incredibly, incredibly wrong fic about the Doctor and Rose and it is everyone else's fault.
Today I really didn't get all that much accomplished but it appeared that I did which is good. And the project that I was working on and hoped to get out today...didn't happen.
Oh well, it'll be done early tomorrow morning.
True conversation at work:
Me: "I need four copies of X now, [Fellow Coworker, Infamous for Slacking Off]."
Fellow Coworker: "I don't know, [The Boss Man] said you had to take out the chains and whips and force me to do it."
Me (not thinking): "Well, if you're into that type of thing..."
Fellow Coworker and Another Coworker in nearby cubicle: *crack the fuck up*
Oh thank god I trailed off because I was going to continue, "I would have brough them in" and I don't want everything thinking I'm a bloody pervert.
That's not really the image I'm going for.
This weekend I will be writing an incredibly, incredibly wrong fic about the Doctor and Rose and it is everyone else's fault.