THE LATE SHIFT PART 54,603: ARE YOU FUCKING READY?

22:59 / 03.10.05

*tap tap*

Helloo?

*tap tap*

All Acting Regiment

23:13 / 03.10.05

Will somebody please look at my sodding poem in the creation?

Cheers.

23:16 / 03.10.05

Eeeeeeevening.

23:26 / 03.10.05

lo. i was in a very bad mood, but heathers, wine, chocolate and company have sorted that. How's the Stoat?

23:29 / 03.10.05

Back at work after three weeks off... not too bad, but a bit strange. I've forgotten how to do everything.

23:30 / 03.10.05

everything?

23:31 / 03.10.05

Well, not everything. I can remember how to make balloon animals, for example. But there's not much call for that in this line of work.

23:38 / 03.10.05

Shame. Couldn't you work it into management pep-talks.

Our profit share is like this giraffe... *pfffttsplatt*

we would prefer that it was like this carousel *ping!boing!spinny!*

iamus

23:39 / 03.10.05

23:40 / 03.10.05

Oh that would be cool. We could make balloon animals based on the day's news stories and send them out to clients instead of summarising the articles.

23:44 / 03.10.05

Indeed. *now* yr thinking creatively.

23:44 / 03.10.05

That looked like me the other night. Except for the busted blood vessels in my eye I earned later on.

00:11 / 04.10.05

Hello from Boston. I just got here and am veeeery sleepy, but trying to stay up. How did you burst blood vessels, Rothkoid?

00:19 / 04.10.05

Boston, eh! WOO!

I haven't spoken to you for ages - since your sojourn here!

Busted blood vessels? They came about after a night of debauchery. Well, after a day and a night of debauchery. Was ill for the first time in a loooong while, and now I sound like Bea Arthur, too.

That's what drinking mugs of whiskey after several longnecks of Dinner Ale will do for you.

How you? Less afflicted than I, I hope.

00:22 / 04.10.05

Mugs of whisky! Blimey.

I'm good thanks - a bit sneezy, and jetlagged, but otherwise fine and dandy. I'm in Boston for four days, for work. I'm just waiting for room service, so I can eat and then sleep!

00:29 / 04.10.05

Yeah, it was one of those "I really shouldn't be doing this" moments, but I was in the middle of having a debate with some newmediawankers at a mate's birthday party, so it seemed about right.

Thankfully, the concept of public disgorgement is no longer part of my lifestyle.

Still, I looked like I'd been beaten with a bat the next day. Which, come to think of it, maybe I had.

I'd spent some of that evening watching bands I hadn't seen since the early '90s - The Cosmic Psychos and The Meanies. They hadn't aged particularly well...

00:29 / 04.10.05

So what room service class are you rummaging up on the company quid tonight?

00:34 / 04.10.05

some pasta with roast veg, and Samuel Adams Boston lager. Yum! it's here, and delicious.

00:58 / 04.10.05

How does David Blunkett do it?? I've just been reading the guardian, about some 29 year old estate agent that he was seeing.
It's just unfathomable. I realise that power and money are attractive to some women, but come on - it's him who's blind, not them. He's not an attractive chap.

01:04 / 04.10.05

Ah, but he has a guide dog. Chicks dig doggies.

01:06 / 04.10.05

I'm attempting not to make a rather poor "Hey! Love is blind!" joke.

But I seem to have failed.

01:07 / 04.10.05

Ah. If only we could find a Dr Doolittle to have a chat with that dog. Scoop of the century, that would be.

01:13 / 04.10.05

Hello Everybody!

01:16 / 04.10.05

hi Keggers. My first late shift in ages and I'm going to have to run just as you turn up ... my brain is starting to spin. Either due to the Samuel Adams or the fact it's 'really' 3.15am...
Night night!

01:19 / 04.10.05

*sigh* they always scurry away when I arrive..

G'night Ariadne!

01:21 / 04.10.05

Keggers! How's shit?

01:23 / 04.10.05

Firm, but moist. Smelly, yet amusing.

I have red wine and blackforrest cake. Can things be any better?

01:25 / 04.10.05

Whoah. I'd guess probably not.

01:29 / 04.10.05

01:30 / 04.10.05

I'm envious. I have naught but vegetable soup here.

And I've just discovered that you can buy defibrillators on Amazon. What the fuck?

01:33 / 04.10.05

Those things are great. I just set the paddles under the welcome mat and wait for the Jehobas Witnesses to ring the doorbell.

01:40 / 04.10.05

On a side note I will be making pear wine this year! Yay me!

23:28 / 04.10.05

How does it taste? Other than pear-y, I mean?

23:34 / 04.10.05

I had pear cider recently. We got it in (*blush*) Ikea. It just tasted like nicer cider, really. And, no, it didn't come flat packed.
There's a Swedish bar near our flat sells pear cider and all sorts (moose sausages, I believe). Must investigate.
And yes, still in Boston, and a little bit tipsy.