Good Friday
April 6th 2007 08:38
It's Good Friday here, so work in the office was done for the week yesterday - and there's a holiday on Monday. I can certainly do with it: don't know when I've felt so tired. Perhaps part of the tiredness factor is that I've really worked at the job this week, because we've been short-staffed. Instead of having time to twiddle my thumbs - something I'm not keen on having to do in any job - I've pretty much had my eight hours filled up. Not filled up in an exciting way, exactly, but filled. Not quite as tediously as someone on a factory line watching items going past in order to catch the odd one that doesn't fit the quality control, but not much more excitingly!
Should I grumble? Probably not. I could play that old game parents used to play at the dinner-table: eat up your vegetables, meat, potatoes, whatever. Think of the starving children in China, Russia, Africa, whatever. My grandmother used to threaten to send my food to them if I didn't eat it. It took me a while to catch on to the fact that the food wouldn't be up to much by the time it reached either China or Russia or Africa, but the trick worked for a while.
Meanwhile, apropos of none of that, I've discovered that myLot, a forum I write on somewhat irregularly, is now including blogs in its many features - in the sense that blog-owners can write in an ask for their blog to be 'fed' to myLot's innumerable discussion participants. So for my benefit, here's the link. This link probably won't take you anywhere, so don't get too fussed about it. But you can also 'be referred' by me to myLot, if you're so inclined, by clicking on here.
Otherwise, on the work front - to bring this blog back to its proper topic, there's been a bit of gardening done around the place today, chopping back irritating plants that have no right to grow where they're growing, and which are swamping the plants with status quo. Makes lot of compost though!
Should I grumble? Probably not. I could play that old game parents used to play at the dinner-table: eat up your vegetables, meat, potatoes, whatever. Think of the starving children in China, Russia, Africa, whatever. My grandmother used to threaten to send my food to them if I didn't eat it. It took me a while to catch on to the fact that the food wouldn't be up to much by the time it reached either China or Russia or Africa, but the trick worked for a while.
Meanwhile, apropos of none of that, I've discovered that myLot, a forum I write on somewhat irregularly, is now including blogs in its many features - in the sense that blog-owners can write in an ask for their blog to be 'fed' to myLot's innumerable discussion participants. So for my benefit, here's the link. This link probably won't take you anywhere, so don't get too fussed about it. But you can also 'be referred' by me to myLot, if you're so inclined, by clicking on here.
Otherwise, on the work front - to bring this blog back to its proper topic, there's been a bit of gardening done around the place today, chopping back irritating plants that have no right to grow where they're growing, and which are swamping the plants with status quo. Makes lot of compost though!
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