tell the reaper man, and the stars above
Sep. 5th, 2005 04:11 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
hathycolArthur, possibly understanding the plight of a working gal, decided to come out of strike while I was at work. By god, it hit again this afternoon though. *winces* I normally sit corss-legged on the computer chair, but I'm actually having difficulty folding the knee, so I'm not doing that right now. Fairly obviously.
*winces*
There is very little of actual interest in my life, today. I texted![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
purplerainbow a really bad joke involving Superman at work, but that was about all of interest. Only four more days to go, I suppose, and then begins the manic packing. I am looking around my room glumly every time I go in, because all I can think is how much utter junk I have. I wouldn't mind if it was just a case of boxing up what I needed, but oh no. Once I'm gone, my room is no longer my own. They are decorating it while I am gone and I have no say in the matter. So everything really must go. It depresses me no end.
ANYWAY. I have stuff to do for university that is important, but I am quietly putting it to one side in favour of watching an episode of Firefly and then working on my Now Horribly Late entry for the Minor Character's Ficathon. Um, wibble.
Although I spent all day singing along to the radio at work, and the radio in the car, and the radio when I got home. So can't be that stressed, really.
~Hathy_Col~
*winces*
There is very little of actual interest in my life, today. I texted
purplerainbow a really bad joke involving Superman at work, but that was about all of interest. Only four more days to go, I suppose, and then begins the manic packing. I am looking around my room glumly every time I go in, because all I can think is how much utter junk I have. I wouldn't mind if it was just a case of boxing up what I needed, but oh no. Once I'm gone, my room is no longer my own. They are decorating it while I am gone and I have no say in the matter. So everything really must go. It depresses me no end.ANYWAY. I have stuff to do for university that is important, but I am quietly putting it to one side in favour of watching an episode of Firefly and then working on my Now Horribly Late entry for the Minor Character's Ficathon. Um, wibble.
Although I spent all day singing along to the radio at work, and the radio in the car, and the radio when I got home. So can't be that stressed, really.
~Hathy_Col~
