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Monday, 28 February 2005 11:12 pmHello, people. I still exist.
I have been to work regularly and reliably since I last posted, which has got to be good news. Since Thursday my manager has been on holiday, so I have been sole support to the CEO. It's been fun - I love it when they hand me four pages of scribbled boxes and lines and say 'Make this into a Powerpoint presentation! You have one hour! We're presenting it to the client this afternoon!' It's even better when I do it, they go away and look at it, and come back and say 'Make seven copies! No, no corrections needed!' :) If only I got to do this more often...
My weekend was good; dinner on Friday night with (two of my five) wonderful godparents, which was fantastic and yummy and filled with laughter and Japanese and Polish and chicken and happiness; then lazing about on Saturday in Wimbledon while male relatives watched rugby, plus glorious glorious hot wonderful shower (we will so get our boiler fixed soon, no, really); then dinner, Saturday night, with Robert and his family for his sister's birthday (Kurdish restaurant in Highbury - delectable food and excellent company); then the sleep of the exhausted, followed by breakfast (an unusual occurence in the life of your correspondant) and a HOT BATH. Mmmmmmm. (We are now at Sunday morning. Keep up at the back there.) So we drove home to Reading, and Robert went to the Changeling game, and I lounged about until time to head off to Oxford. I had totally failed to fix in my memory the time at which the game was starting - I was woried it might have been 6.30 - so to arrive and find I was in plenty of time for the 8pm start was wonderful. I missed the newWoD voting, but it went the way I'd have voted anyway, so no worries there. The game itself was great - Clare (my character, for any new readers) was intensely frustrated for most of the evening, but has too much respect for authority (and is too much of a wuss) to do anything about the shambles that was the 'trial'. The fight at the end cemented her loyalty to Q; he might be a nutjob now, but he's her nutjob and she's not walking away from someone who's stood by her so many times.
I'm going to be hammering out a downtime pretty soon. Steve, Chris, Krys - discussion sometime? :)
And now it's Monday again. It's too cold fo yoga, so I have skipped that. I have washed up the sink (no, really, the sink) and enough utensils and bowls to cook pasta. Tomorrow, I visit![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
weds; Wednesday, Japanese class. That's going pretty well, actually. I'm finally making a concerted attempt to learn the hiragana, and am succeeding. On my computer monitor at work I have a little list of some favourite Japanese nouns in hiragana, with little pictures next to them, to aid the absorption process. It's working! I feel good :)
I have been to work regularly and reliably since I last posted, which has got to be good news. Since Thursday my manager has been on holiday, so I have been sole support to the CEO. It's been fun - I love it when they hand me four pages of scribbled boxes and lines and say 'Make this into a Powerpoint presentation! You have one hour! We're presenting it to the client this afternoon!' It's even better when I do it, they go away and look at it, and come back and say 'Make seven copies! No, no corrections needed!' :) If only I got to do this more often...
My weekend was good; dinner on Friday night with (two of my five) wonderful godparents, which was fantastic and yummy and filled with laughter and Japanese and Polish and chicken and happiness; then lazing about on Saturday in Wimbledon while male relatives watched rugby, plus glorious glorious hot wonderful shower (we will so get our boiler fixed soon, no, really); then dinner, Saturday night, with Robert and his family for his sister's birthday (Kurdish restaurant in Highbury - delectable food and excellent company); then the sleep of the exhausted, followed by breakfast (an unusual occurence in the life of your correspondant) and a HOT BATH. Mmmmmmm. (We are now at Sunday morning. Keep up at the back there.) So we drove home to Reading, and Robert went to the Changeling game, and I lounged about until time to head off to Oxford. I had totally failed to fix in my memory the time at which the game was starting - I was woried it might have been 6.30 - so to arrive and find I was in plenty of time for the 8pm start was wonderful. I missed the newWoD voting, but it went the way I'd have voted anyway, so no worries there. The game itself was great - Clare (my character, for any new readers) was intensely frustrated for most of the evening, but has too much respect for authority (and is too much of a wuss) to do anything about the shambles that was the 'trial'. The fight at the end cemented her loyalty to Q; he might be a nutjob now, but he's her nutjob and she's not walking away from someone who's stood by her so many times.
I'm going to be hammering out a downtime pretty soon. Steve, Chris, Krys - discussion sometime? :)
And now it's Monday again. It's too cold fo yoga, so I have skipped that. I have washed up the sink (no, really, the sink) and enough utensils and bowls to cook pasta. Tomorrow, I visit
weds; Wednesday, Japanese class. That's going pretty well, actually. I'm finally making a concerted attempt to learn the hiragana, and am succeeding. On my computer monitor at work I have a little list of some favourite Japanese nouns in hiragana, with little pictures next to them, to aid the absorption process. It's working! I feel good :)
