Sometimes, I think I want to do a music lyric post, but then I think, what would I post? Probably Great Big Sea. Probably "Concerning Charlie Horse," because how can you not like a song about a bunch of drunk guys trying to retrieve the body of their buddy (a noble horse) who fell into the pond when it was frozen over? ("Charlie was like a brother to Shane / And he loved him well of course / Charlie was a very good man you see / Although he'd been a horse.")
DEAR WORLD: PLZ COME OUT WITH TACTICS VOLUME 8. I would like very much to know if Haruka has told Kantarou about his "old master" yet, and what sort of things he would tell. Somehow, I think that the whole "she badtouched me lolz" is really going to turn up, but maybe we-the-reader can find out MORE about it. You know. For, uh. Research-type purposes. Of fic. Stuff.
Also, it is v. hard to write a story about Organization XIII when you never played the game where a good chunk of them showed up. >_>
[/attention span of NOTHING]
I also keep thinking it's Friday for some reason, but it's not, it's NOT. >_> Which isn't a bad thing, because I actually really like working here
(point of hope: I asked my manager if I, as a contractor, needed to come in on Monday's holiday, and he said no, it would be December 26th. Which kind of sucks because it's the day after Christmas ... but.
My contract is up on December 16th. So uh. MAYBE KNOCK ON WOOD CROSS FINGERS AND AVOID BLACK CATS AND LADDERS LIKE THE PLAGUE)
but I just keep feeling like it's Friday. Maybe it's because we're getting hit with the end-of-week rush (as our customers realize "oshit, we need our ads up for the weekend!") and I've actually been constantly busy all morning. Maybe it's because it's the end of the month, and my coworkers are being oddly gleeful about it. (Today, I have witnessed three comic strips in my mailbox, a link to some really cool sand sculptures and one of the guys on my team very diligently cutting out a picture of a car and putting it over his workphone, so that when it rings and the red buttons flash, it looks like the car's taillights are on.
This inspired another coworker to print a devil face and do the same thing.
It was also declared that we could totally be the Scooby gang, and that I was apparently Velma. I suspect this is because I'm the girl with glasses.)
--and hocrap lunch is over time for class! [FLEES]
DEAR WORLD: PLZ COME OUT WITH TACTICS VOLUME 8. I would like very much to know if Haruka has told Kantarou about his "old master" yet, and what sort of things he would tell. Somehow, I think that the whole "she badtouched me lolz" is really going to turn up, but maybe we-the-reader can find out MORE about it. You know. For, uh. Research-type purposes. Of fic. Stuff.
Also, it is v. hard to write a story about Organization XIII when you never played the game where a good chunk of them showed up. >_>
[/attention span of NOTHING]
I also keep thinking it's Friday for some reason, but it's not, it's NOT. >_> Which isn't a bad thing, because I actually really like working here
(point of hope: I asked my manager if I, as a contractor, needed to come in on Monday's holiday, and he said no, it would be December 26th. Which kind of sucks because it's the day after Christmas ... but.
My contract is up on December 16th. So uh. MAYBE KNOCK ON WOOD CROSS FINGERS AND AVOID BLACK CATS AND LADDERS LIKE THE PLAGUE)
but I just keep feeling like it's Friday. Maybe it's because we're getting hit with the end-of-week rush (as our customers realize "oshit, we need our ads up for the weekend!") and I've actually been constantly busy all morning. Maybe it's because it's the end of the month, and my coworkers are being oddly gleeful about it. (Today, I have witnessed three comic strips in my mailbox, a link to some really cool sand sculptures and one of the guys on my team very diligently cutting out a picture of a car and putting it over his workphone, so that when it rings and the red buttons flash, it looks like the car's taillights are on.
This inspired another coworker to print a devil face and do the same thing.
It was also declared that we could totally be the Scooby gang, and that I was apparently Velma. I suspect this is because I'm the girl with glasses.)
--and hocrap lunch is over time for class! [FLEES]