Yarr! So it's 4:40 in the morning, and I gotta' stay up to drive my precious to hospital in a couple hours so she can get a camera shoved down her throat. Whee great times.
And now that it's gettin' late I'm startin' to get a little manic, right? And I got nothing better to do than write, ok? So that's what I'm doing.
Please forgive any and all nonsense that I try to pass off for the rest of the day.
Last year on night shift I drank 15 espressos and then starting sniffing glue - I was a little bit hyper to say the least....there's something really weird about being up early in the morning though isn't there, like when you were young and were going on holiday and had to get up early to go to the airport...
Yarr! It's like you're in between dreaming and waking life. I used to love this kinda' stuff when I was young and I really don't mind it now, but I only hope that I don't end up pissin' off the 'Lithers!
"I'm not the Knowledge! I'm not the Knowledge!" I'll scream as they throw me off the edge of Litherland...
How you doing bear?
PS: sniffin' glue is bad for your brain, ya?
Yarr KCC I usually do my best work around the witchin' hour as well. I think it's merely the circumstance that has got me a little wired up (and the fifty cups of coffee).
I just saw the weirdest guy, well he wasn't that weird - really flash car, new BMW and out pops an old guy looked like he was straight out of "Death of a Salesman" old tatty brown jacket and brownish hat with grey hair poking out....
Well yeah I guess, but he did look like he stepped out of years gone by - probably just because I'm used to executive types around here....gits
although my work has started a new bonus scheme which is pretty cool, because they're meant to pay toward my pension and I don't have one I get the money in voucher form - think I'll go for the Virgin Megastore vouchers so I can start buying the Buffy box sets ... nearly at the end of series 5 now, I've been dowloading them, going to watch the second last one of the series tonight ...
And you get the coveted "swift and sneaky spy" award for your going above and beyond the call of duty to keep us entertained while the Man’s breathin' down the back of your neck. You’re right under his nose, and yet, somehow he’s behind you, ya? Now that’s slick. You deserve to win!
Well, it's now 6:45 am, and the girl is up, showered, and about ready to go. Catcha' all later. Good days to all. And for heaven sake, play nice (unless you are with consenting adults, then play however y'all wanna').
Is that because ya' gotta' keep it going, keep it going full steam?
Me, I'm too sweet to be sour, and too nice to be mean. And on the tough guy style I'm not too keen. To change the world I will plot and scheme!
Mordant you have to be the Queen of those little animated images!
<raises cup of steaming hot java>
Thanks for the good thoughts!
The endoscopy (sp?) turned up nothing unexpected which leaves my partner still in the dark about what might be ailing her. More tests are likely. Lame.
