
Stretchy, smily tired. The office is quite warm, and it's just turning me into a cat.
How's my chap, then?
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How's my chap, then?

and deciding which emails to ignore for the next few hours.
Then, it's lunch time, a little snooze in one of the conference rooms and deciding what to do for the rest of the day. Oh, and I've just bagged a gig to Barcelona in two weeks!
So, all in all, pretty good really.
Wanna come? That'd be a hoot :D
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Then, it's lunch time, a little snooze in one of the conference rooms and deciding what to do for the rest of the day. Oh, and I've just bagged a gig to Barcelona in two weeks!
So, all in all, pretty good really.
Wanna come? That'd be a hoot :D

They'd love it. I'd be followed by packs of F1 fans wearing ringlets and shunning bacon.
You'll get to see all the Gaudi though (again, I take it). Luckyyyyyy.
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You'll get to see all the Gaudi though (again, I take it). Luckyyyyyy.

I love the huge covered food market on Las Ramblas. Awesome fish to be had there.
nom nom nom
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nom nom nom

*worries*
You know when you have a bit of food trapped in your oesophagus? Like that except deeeep inside the left hand side of my chest. My heartbeat's quite slow, too. Hmm.
Probably nowt. Stop overreacting, Fae.
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You know when you have a bit of food trapped in your oesophagus? Like that except deeeep inside the left hand side of my chest. My heartbeat's quite slow, too. Hmm.
Probably nowt. Stop overreacting, Fae.

my chiropractor says it's cos I spend hours sitting in front of a screen
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Sorry, my dad's got no end of heart problems so I'm always wary.
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:D
Edit: I do like the 'eccentric' idea, though. Wouldn't be too much of a stretch to achieve that. ;-)
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Edit: I do like the 'eccentric' idea, though. Wouldn't be too much of a stretch to achieve that. ;-)

remember you've already got a PA...
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I am setting up a company staffed entirely by b3tans
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He calls it 'narcolepsy'. We call it 'being an alcoholic fat bloke'.
Not suggesting you are either of those things, of course. If I could get away with having a kip in a room at work (conference or otherwise) I'd jump at the chance.
Maybe not jump. Collapse.
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Not suggesting you are either of those things, of course. If I could get away with having a kip in a room at work (conference or otherwise) I'd jump at the chance.
Maybe not jump. Collapse.

but the alcoholic bit is pretty much spot on.
Sadly. Ah well.
Who'd have thought a mid-life crisis would be so much fun, eh?
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Thu 15 Jan 2009, 10:36,
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Sadly. Ah well.
Who'd have thought a mid-life crisis would be so much fun, eh?

I had my mid-life crisis at about 19. Which means I've only got about seven years of life left (assuming I've done it correctly).
And tires are fine. Go with them, I say. What would you rather be, fat, pissed up and happy or thin and a cunt LIKE WHAT I AM?
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And tires are fine. Go with them, I say. What would you rather be, fat, pissed up and happy or thin and a cunt LIKE WHAT I AM?

I shall pontificate on this conundrum over a glass (or two) of claret.
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Me, I sneak Netto Gin into my beans when the walls aren't staring at me with their big, flat eyes of chipboard doom.
Or is that psychosis? I forget these things.
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Or is that psychosis? I forget these things.
