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I tend to have fairly fractured, unstructured and incomplete opinions and ideas about things (this is how my mind works; I'm unforgivingly even-handed and try to reconcile too many viewpoints to have much luck finding my own, but it normally gets some kind of result). This is annoying, because I had an interesting opportunity last night to (re?-)meet someone I've sort-of-kind-of known for a few years now (but never actually /known/ except as an interesting name on the friends page). It's gotten me thinking about a lot of things as they relate to me, my wants and my needs, and I've spent a lot of today trying to get them down in some format that makes sense. And failing, quite a lot! Still. It remains an open wiki entry and will be updated as and when things make sense, with a view towards completeness at some point. Then I'll post it here and probably even not blush too much about the whole thing, and people will know what messy coils of emotional and intellectual rargle are floating about my nogginbox. For now, I'm going to enjoy the fact that I'm home from work and get to have my weekend now, for a whole day and a half. Purr. :) -- It's raining, and it's nice. I'm still hoping for that storm the BBC were hinting at, despite it having dropped off all extant forecasts! Current Mood: cheerful
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It has to be said. THank you to taldragon and lazynight for one of the best weekends in recent memory. I really needed it. The orange juice and the reminder that I'm not very good with chopsticks were a nice bonus too! :) *hugsboth* Also, for the record, Prototype is very amusing. It's like Crackdown, but with fewer physical boundaries and more story/civilian casualties. It also has the following situation: Jacel drives through Manhattan in an APC, running over passersby. The military shout 'Cease fire! It's one of ours!' Sie is happy.It's stupidly hot in my room right now and I have no idea why. The windows are open, the heating's off.... eh. Maybe it's my latent hottitude. Ohwell, bed shortly. Exam @8AM tomorrow. Wish me luck! --- I just drop-kicked a helicopter into another helicopter. I like this game.
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http://www.rockpapercynic.com/index.php?date=2009-05-08I think I like this comic. Although it also has this which makes me cringe slightly. Also today the house smells of bleach. This is because I've been bleaching things. Yay corrosives! (also also spending half an hour with your hands in cold water teasing a year of accumulated crap out of the concertina folds of your vacuum cleaner's filter is not the best way to spend half an hour.) Also also also, The Fresh Prince of Bel-Air stopped being an accurate name about the time they started showing re-runs. Which was A DECADE AND A HALF AGO. @.x *cry* --- Cigarette Smoking Man was in The Outer Limits today, which I approve of. He was playing a fundamentalist, evil Christian, which I don't so much. And he didn't touch a Morley for the entire episode! Silly incestual sci-fi-actor-community. Tags: bleach, links Current Mood: amused
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If I were to win (through some quirk of reality, since I never play it) a million pounds on the Euromillions, ( I'd buy this place )That aside, today's been rather nice. The first day of the three-day IAQ 2 fast-track, in the run-up to the exam, which for me is in a week and a half. A reassuringly late start meant I was actually awake for a change (I got to sleep in until 8AM! Luxury!) and despite being done internally on L&G property (until the current Financial Hard Times it was outsourced to a local hotel), we were still provided tea/coffee at 10am/2pm, and a buffet lunch. A really big buffet lunch. To top it off, we even learned something! :D Tomorrow is the FSA's Conduct of Business (COBS) rules, however - that promises to numb every mind in the place as it's basically a bunch of lists of things that are mandated and aren't and the types of client they apply to except in these cases which are subject to this or that exemption and so forth. Whimper. But it's worth fully half of the marks on the course, so best foot forward! Speaking of which, I'm going to go and run off that lunch. Mmm-mm. Tags: studies, wishes
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