Grr, argh.

I'm getting this urge to lurch, zombie-like across the office in the hopes of allieviating the sheer boredom that is my day today. Trays are emptied, email is answered, amusing little bits and pieces appreciated and passed on, phones are being answered as they require... and I'm still bored. Bored, bored, bored.

I knew there was a reason why I hated working here last time. Busy I can handle, stress I can handle (to a degree, any way), but sitting on my arse with nothign to do? That I can't handle.

There is always the really good book on the Australian identity that I borrowed from philf, but reading's kinda obviously not work, and I tend to get the hairy eyeball from the managers that inevitably end up wandering through. Like using the Internet isn't bad enough - they always seem to walk behind me when I'm reading the THOSD board or something. Speaking of which, we need more posts. Lots more posts, with beaches and sun and cute members of the preferred sex. :) And jokes, so I can giggle out loud and get strange looks from the co-workers. Mind you, that generally happens any way.

Gah, I'm going to have to ask for entertainment again - if anyone has a fic they want read and given feedback for, send it on over. :) Joanne.Howard@justice.vic.gov.au

Caling the Melbourne Maelstrom!

Dammit, knew I'd forget something...

It occurred to me that Yasmin's back amongst us on the 1st of Feb, which is the Saturday. I don't know what time she gets in, but I'm thinking possibly late, so how about we arrange Sunday brunch? Double occasion, Yasmin's return adn my new place, all nicely packaged together. Email me at work with thoughts. :)