hathycol | (no subject)

I have spent the last three hours editing websites about agricultural products and updating my address book with a fevered fury of a woman on a deadline in order to get some post out. All this goes on while Richie mutters in the backgrounds about fonts and alignments and the Seal of Rassilon.

This is what I do FOR A LIVING. And now I am doing it AT HOME. I only got paid for the FIRST PART.
If people are not grateful for our hard labours when stuff falls on their mats I swear I will... well, I won't do anything. That's not the point, though.

I am now going to get into my pajamas and probably sleep, or at least watch a film. Tomorrow I have a day off work THANK GOD as am going to what looks like a rather exciting art exhibit at Generation Pop in Manchester. It is an exhibit for the fine art of Star Trek. The TrekBabes (plus guests, minus some TrekBabes) will be going in costume and everything at the request of the gallery owners. I may even come back with photos and so on!

But now, pajamas. NO MORE CRAFTING, CRAFTING IS HARD and all I'm doing is basically heckling and doing the administration. And making the tea.

[eta: why isn't my flist updating? If you can read this, let me know?]