deathpixie

See, Friday means the weekend is just a working day away, however to get to that weekend, one must first survive that working day. And this one is dragging like you wouldn't believe. I've made a total of 32 decisions on people's fines (yes, granted; no, refused; oh why are you even bothering; save me from this strange person...), and now I'm counting down the minutes to Sushi Time. Of which there are twenty. You know you probably need to eat something else occasionally when a work colleague approaches you saying: "I need to ask you something about your particular area of expertise," and it turns out to be a question about where to get the good sushi from. Oh yes, I'm well on the road to a full-on habit, and one day I may very well be forced to hold up a sushi restaurant with my trusty stapler, just to get my fix.

And you know, I really shouldn't read metaquotes and then write a LJ post - I get all this performance anxiety.

In other news - there's a rabbit at work today. One of my co-workers brought in a white scrap of fluff that hops around and is very cute. Steve (my work drinking buddy) is apparently scared of it. I've been offering to find him a Holy Hand Grenade. I've also decided my email must be broken, rather than me being a sad loser type with no friends.

Tonight is the birthday party of a friend from Melbourne Magi's (well, kind of friend - we do lunch and she spams me all those friendship chain poem things), but beforehand there's another Bring A Bottle To Work evening. Which reminds me I have to go procure a bottle. Walking sounds like a good idea - I was so stiff this morning I needed a hot shower before I could bend my knees. Man, I swear, I'm never skipping out on karate for months at a time again - the pain just isn't worth it.

And musical chairs continues. Oznur's today, but her Eighties CD is nowhere to be found, so I can't test that "CDs are indestructible" theory. I was going to see if I could frisbee is over Lonsdale Street and onto the roof of the apartment block opposite. Spoilsport.

Hrm, out of applications - time to grab another bundle.