Kidnapped!

Well, sort of. Helping out in the back office today since they're a person short and things have gone kind of kablooey. Seriously. Eight reports in the last three hours, I think.

But yeah, in the back, answering phones every two minutes and doing paperwork. So possibly as not as online as I have been, although I'll be keeping an eye on email logs I'm doing since yeah, not a lot of time. Still, progress is being made, which is all of the shiny.

And there goes the phone again. Such is the life of the itinerant coroner's clerk...

Edit: That's not to say there was a huge accident or anything in which eight people were killed. "Kablooey" in terms of office going crazy, not explosions and the rest. Sorry!

Sometimes...

Sometimes you really wish for that teleporter. Since there are very many people having a crap day on my flist who possibly could do with a friend to take them out into the Big Blue Room, get a coffee/beer/beverage of choice, and just sit and talk and let it all out. Or not, if that's what they want.

The tyranny of distance indeed. Still, two and a half more weeks.

Music news!

What I meant to post this morning and didn't get a chance to... Of interest to [Bad username or site: @ livejournal.com] and [Bad username or site: @ livejournal.com], mostly.

There's a Whitlams gig the 29th and 30th of October, at the Corner Hotel in Richmond. The week after I leave - you know they did that on purpose. ;)

Coldplay are also returning to Oz, with a show at the Rod Laver Arena on the 1st of July 2006.

And there's the Return of the Spiegeltent, parked outside the Arts Centre now. Line up includes David Bridie/My Friend the Chocolate Cake, Paul Kelly and the Black Eyed Susans, iirc. Among many, many very good acts. I won't be here, so I expect people to go in my place. ;)



Back in the front office trying to get an industrial finding done. Whee.

Geekery.

Ah, roleplay, where you can slip in tiny little homages to fanfic 'classics' and possibly have someone notice...