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I so could not get things started this morning. I had wanted to get up a few minutes early, but as they say, the spirit was willing, the flesh just wanted to get back to the warm sleeping. Almost a half-hour later I finally pulled myself up and out into the shower and breakfast - only to be further delayed by another futile search for the actual diploma, taking the "you qualify for the diploma" papers out of their file for scanning, and an emergency stitch-up job before leaving the house, and tada, much later than normal.
I get to the bus stop, but alas, after several mintues of waiting, the next bus is just a normal one, not a nice articulated bus which is the only thing I'll get on in the morning. More waiting, a good bus comes along (and eventually overtakes the other one anyway). However, thanks to the wintry weather, the freeway was even worse than normal and it was almost 9 by the time I finally got in to work. Gah, bad enough when I get in at quarter past 8...
Anyway, after that three hours hard at work (actually, more than I anticipated), it was lunchtime! Christmas in July lunchtime even! Well, any excuse, as they say. ;) Not nearly as many people as usual joining in this year - I went in since I know there's something about a lunch that causes the really weird questions to come in. Plus hey, different food. Natuarally, since it's off to a restaurant (Miss Maud's this year) today turns out to be the wettest windiest day this winter! It was barely sprinkling when we left the building, but while on the bus it was bucketing down! Can't see out the window for the water, splashing everything around... and over again in five minutes.
So, into the restaurant - all nicely done and interesting building, what I saw when I wasn't threading my way through people. You know what I'd like to see though? A restaurant designed by rugby players. Elbow room people! Shoulder room even. Anyway, from our table in a semi-private dining room with a huge stained-glass window, time to hit the famous smorgasbord! Me, I didn't even get a chance to look at the cold foods, since my plate filled up so quickly with meatballs, beef, cauliflower in sauce and roast potato and pumpkin. Twice. ;) With some raspberry jelly and the black forest cake (which I have no defence against).
Afterwards, everyone walked out into the restarting rain, and... nobody noticed I went a different way! I'd already asked for the arvo off, I couldn't be stuffed going back for 1 1/2 hours. The others were still wandering around looking for a taxi in the rain when they passed me going the other way to an ATM. In any case, I had my (special-ordered) copy of The Man from Krypton (a SmartPop essay collection concerning a farmboy you've probably never heard of...) - and there are quite a dew essays comparing two sons sent to Earth.
While I was making my way back to the bus stop through the usual milling crowds and arcades when I noticed in the corner of my eye a moneybox in the window of City Models in one of these handy-dandy arcades (not like those split-level arcades with the stairs and the pushing through tables). I've been meaning to get a moneybox for a while, so when I saw this one I thought yes, this is the one I'll get - just the right thing at the right time, time being the operative word - it's a TARDIS. :D And of course I had to get a few old pennies and sixpences etc to go with the strange-change and speccy 50 centses going in there.
So yeah, that was my Thursday.
I so could not get things started this morning. I had wanted to get up a few minutes early, but as they say, the spirit was willing, the flesh just wanted to get back to the warm sleeping. Almost a half-hour later I finally pulled myself up and out into the shower and breakfast - only to be further delayed by another futile search for the actual diploma, taking the "you qualify for the diploma" papers out of their file for scanning, and an emergency stitch-up job before leaving the house, and tada, much later than normal.
I get to the bus stop, but alas, after several mintues of waiting, the next bus is just a normal one, not a nice articulated bus which is the only thing I'll get on in the morning. More waiting, a good bus comes along (and eventually overtakes the other one anyway). However, thanks to the wintry weather, the freeway was even worse than normal and it was almost 9 by the time I finally got in to work. Gah, bad enough when I get in at quarter past 8...
Anyway, after that three hours hard at work (actually, more than I anticipated), it was lunchtime! Christmas in July lunchtime even! Well, any excuse, as they say. ;) Not nearly as many people as usual joining in this year - I went in since I know there's something about a lunch that causes the really weird questions to come in. Plus hey, different food. Natuarally, since it's off to a restaurant (Miss Maud's this year) today turns out to be the wettest windiest day this winter! It was barely sprinkling when we left the building, but while on the bus it was bucketing down! Can't see out the window for the water, splashing everything around... and over again in five minutes.
So, into the restaurant - all nicely done and interesting building, what I saw when I wasn't threading my way through people. You know what I'd like to see though? A restaurant designed by rugby players. Elbow room people! Shoulder room even. Anyway, from our table in a semi-private dining room with a huge stained-glass window, time to hit the famous smorgasbord! Me, I didn't even get a chance to look at the cold foods, since my plate filled up so quickly with meatballs, beef, cauliflower in sauce and roast potato and pumpkin. Twice. ;) With some raspberry jelly and the black forest cake (which I have no defence against).
Afterwards, everyone walked out into the restarting rain, and... nobody noticed I went a different way! I'd already asked for the arvo off, I couldn't be stuffed going back for 1 1/2 hours. The others were still wandering around looking for a taxi in the rain when they passed me going the other way to an ATM. In any case, I had my (special-ordered) copy of The Man from Krypton (a SmartPop essay collection concerning a farmboy you've probably never heard of...) - and there are quite a dew essays comparing two sons sent to Earth.
While I was making my way back to the bus stop through the usual milling crowds and arcades when I noticed in the corner of my eye a moneybox in the window of City Models in one of these handy-dandy arcades (not like those split-level arcades with the stairs and the pushing through tables). I've been meaning to get a moneybox for a while, so when I saw this one I thought yes, this is the one I'll get - just the right thing at the right time, time being the operative word - it's a TARDIS. :D And of course I had to get a few old pennies and sixpences etc to go with the strange-change and speccy 50 centses going in there.
So yeah, that was my Thursday.
