I came into the library to post for a reason and now for the life of me I don't know what that was ( Read more... )

What? It's totally a word ( Read more... )

( girly tmi )

So this time I've requested that the local library people okay my LJ, but we'll see how it goes, basically I still can't see my own journal, and now I can't see my friends page ( Read more... )

1 - still not really here.

2 - funerals and wakes are difficult when people don't talk about the deceased.

3 - I hate being a girl.

4 - blowing shit up and shooting aliens in the head makes me happy. (Not in reality, obviously.)

5 - I need a new job. Anyone need a PA? I'm bloody good at it.

( In conclusion: )

I'm bored.

Someone tell me it's okay to write not-quite-porn at my desk at work? 'Cause right now that's about all I can actually do given that the delegation in this place means I'm waiting for answers from three different people who are all in a meeting right now to find out how to answer the questions I need answered.

*sigh*

I slept in this morning. Well, actually, I was awake before my alarm went off, I switched off my alarm and then went back to sleep. Which meant that of course I didn't really wake up until just before ten am. There's only one train an hour from my village and it leaves at three minutes past the hour. So I phoned into work, told 'em I'd slept in and ( Read more... )

so there's this kid being featured on the BBC news this morning who's being called a 'Boy Genius' because he can speak 10 languages. Impressive. Except... can he? They have this little soundclip of him saying "Bonjour, je m'appel [name cut]" and his accent sucks. I'm not French, I'm not Quebecois, I'm not North African, French is not my mother ( Read more... )