did you know that dolphins are just gay sharks?

I thought the day was gonna be pretty horrible after how it started. I was coming back from dropping dad at the station, and as I came around a bend, I didn't spot a roll of chicken wire lying in the middle of the road quickly enough to not run over it (grey on grey - didn't really stand out til too late).

And it got wedged under my car. Which I couldn't drive without the most horrible screeching sounds and huge amounts of worry about what damage it was doing under there. Pulled over to the side of the road and parked illegally (it's a quiet enough street that I wasn't too worried about that aspect), and walked the five minutes home. (Thank goodness I'd actually put a tshirt on instead staying in my pyjama top like I was tempted. Wish I'd put a bra on too.) However, I had to get going to work myself in about 45 minutes, and hadn't showered/washed my hair yet. So, I had to abandon mum and my sister to look after my car (which they did, but it wasn't easy apparently), and get ready and go to work. [Could have been worse I guess - could have swerved, driven off a bridge and run over a superpowered teen.]

First day working in the call centre in eleven months - it wasn't nearly as bad as I feared (though when the db we use the most crashed during one of the busiest periods, it was kinda sucky). So on the whole, I rate Wednesday as just a little crappy. Give me a couple more days and I'll totally be over it and dying to be back in publishing instead.

Random things - My firefox tabs are down to 15 14 (which is v v good - though if I had everything tagged unread in del.icio.us open, it'd be way way worse). My inbox is a mess though, yikes. No lj access at work still makes me sad. There are some great photos of BSB on NYE at backstreetmedia. And katienyc posted some awesome photos of Cobra from NYE. I love these dorks so so much!

Had lunch with meelie. We sat in the sun and talked about fic, and pets, and JC's sex life, and dreaming about popboys. It was nice :) I could get used to working three hours a day, having lunch then coming home, except for the lack of money thing.

Ended up spending a significant proportion of the day tramping around supermarkets, writing down nutritional information off the sides of packets. My job - different day to day *g*. Sadly, tomorrow is more of the same. Combined with not-quite-enough sleep last night, I'm a bit more tired than usual tonight.

So it's good I went swimming last night! I did 44 laps again, 1100m, but in about half an hour this time. I tried to take less breaks and to push it a bit harder. I should probably get serious about this exercise thing, and try and lose some weight too.

There was something else I was going to ramble about, but it must have been extra boring, as I've already forgotten what it was.

I am hereby declaring myself Queen of Photoshop (for this afternoon). I finally used my brain and managed to do something I spent half of yesterday half-heartedly poking at, then whining to myself "why won't it do what it did last time?".

But today, the coupon is conquered and made! And looks damn good, if I do say so myself. And J in Marketing isn't here to get official feedback from, so I'll just sit here and gloat over it in ignorant bliss :)

Note to self: do not jog on hard surfaces. My hip is aching today. The fanboy also continues to annoy. It is probably significant that as soon as someone might be showing interest in me, my opinion of them drops, but whatever *g*.

One of our temps has evidently decided that the quickest way to make friends around here is to bring us food. She's right, of course, and how!

Because she brought in two boxes of Krispy Kreme doughnuts. I have now tried a choc-iced Krispy Kreme (and a bit of a traditional glazed one too), and they were yummy! And, apparently, not as unhealthy as doughnuts from places like Donut King, the cooking process is a lot better.

Maybe if I could get a chance to talk to my boss for more than two minutes at a time I could explain a few things to her.

Like why they should be paying me more per hour for the role I'm doing now than they were for when I was doing reception work. At least 25% more. D in HR agrees with me, but do you think he's been able to get hold of her either?

Like why me coming in three days a week isn't that convenient for me, or for the job I'm trying to do here. Either give me regular work, or I'm gonna take something else that comes along. Like a admin role at significantly more than I'm earning here, if I get an interview for it. It's not a job I actually want (though it is at an IT company), but if I can get it, I might have to take it, because it is fulltime and money.

Luckily, everyone in the dept is now out of the office at the meeting, so I've got an hnix-made cd playing out loud to soothe me, rather than having to use the headphones. C went through the cds I have with me earliar, which was interesting as half of them are Nsync or Backstreet. However, she has Justified, so she has no grounds for mocking.

And that's not a rhetorical question. Actually, I think I've had more to drink in a shorter space of time and on an emptier stomach than in *quite* a while. That turned into a much funner evening than I was expecting.

I may have let slip some gossip that I shouldn't have, but I got far more ammunition against the person I told it to, so no real worries. Even if it does involve her bosses son. And someone else at the company. And an unplanned pregnancy. M is so much more fun that I knew. T totally has to come out with us next time, they are practically sperated at bith, and everyone tonight was saying M and I were scarily similar. Maybe because we were the only girls out with a bunch of boys. M was trying to get me to stay out, to try and go and pick up some American sailors (there are 6 and a half thousand in town this weekend), but I came home, and now my wonderful darling sister is goning to make me some food.

Fuck these typose right in the ear.

Also, I am allergic to work. No, seriously. I hardly cough at home, then I come in here and I'm sniffling and coughing. Stupid airconditioning.

And I'm very very bored, but quite busy (and should be getting more done rather than reading lj, bad me, but did I mention how very bored I am?).

Have a wee little bunny of an idea for a trickyfish story revolving around the phrase "line of taste". If I write it, it'll be dedicated to eponymous and ukcalico *g*. And related to this, a new icon from sinbrat to mark the start of Lance month.

Am feeling worse so am not going to make it to work today. Shall curl up in bed and watch things on mum's laptop, I think.

You know, I think I'll use the current music box to list what music I've had stuck in my head, rather than the rarer occasions that I'm actually listening to something when I post.

Fandom-related thought for the day - do not feed the trolls, and accept that there will always be assholes. Rules to live by, yo.

Left work an hour early cause of a headache and nausea, but I feel a lot better now. I'd like to take this opportunity to blame it on a headache that as I typed an address someone was telling me over the phone, I typed Flinders Lance instead of Flinders Lane.

An incredibly gorgeous blond guy in a suit delivered something to the office this afternoon. Was busy on phone and barely got a chance to drool, dammit.

Anyone want a secondhand copy of "Empire Records" on dvd for $20? Saw it in a Book and DVD Exchange in North Sydney at lunch. Mmmm, slashiness.