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It's a sad thing indeed when the only way you can make sure you have something to do is to mail every council and other agency who uses PERIN to enforce fines in the state of Victoria and ask them to confirm their contact details.
I think my brain is about to start dribbling out of my ears.
What do I mean "start"? See, there it goes, oozing across the desk and into a puddle on the carpet, mixing with the staples that haven't made it to the rubbish bin. Excuse me a moment whilst I scoop it back up with my mug.
Ah, that's better. All secured with a band of sticky tape wrapped around my head. And a couple of paperclips, just to make sure...
Okay, yes, I have lost my mind. I can't help it, I'm so bored. Bored enough to drag out my resume and see if I can't make with the escape tunnel. *whistles the tune to "The Gerat Escape"* My resume is currently the equivalent of a rusty spoon, so the analogy is fitting. Oh for a nice shiny jackhammer... which would be some expertise in computers, I'm guessing. *grins*
I was going to think of a question to ask people, to answer here in my LJ so I'd have something other than emails from council workers. Only I got distracted by the brain ooze. Ah, there it is! I was going to do a variation of that meme I saw in [Bad username or site: @ livejournal.com] and [Bad username or site: @ livejournal.com]'s journals, the one about naming your favourite bits of yourself. With a bit of tweaking.
Name three things about yourself which you love, one physical, one personality-wise, and one strange. Post answers in the comments below.
There, that ought to stave off the office commando urges for a bit more. Remember, your replies will prevent a terrible tragedy here in the PERIN office - fail and you'll be reading in the papers tomorrow about the court clerk who finally cracked and ran amuck with a staple remover, a pad of multi-coloured post-its and a stapler.
I think my brain is about to start dribbling out of my ears.
What do I mean "start"? See, there it goes, oozing across the desk and into a puddle on the carpet, mixing with the staples that haven't made it to the rubbish bin. Excuse me a moment whilst I scoop it back up with my mug.
Ah, that's better. All secured with a band of sticky tape wrapped around my head. And a couple of paperclips, just to make sure...
Okay, yes, I have lost my mind. I can't help it, I'm so bored. Bored enough to drag out my resume and see if I can't make with the escape tunnel. *whistles the tune to "The Gerat Escape"* My resume is currently the equivalent of a rusty spoon, so the analogy is fitting. Oh for a nice shiny jackhammer... which would be some expertise in computers, I'm guessing. *grins*
I was going to think of a question to ask people, to answer here in my LJ so I'd have something other than emails from council workers. Only I got distracted by the brain ooze. Ah, there it is! I was going to do a variation of that meme I saw in [Bad username or site: @ livejournal.com] and [Bad username or site: @ livejournal.com]'s journals, the one about naming your favourite bits of yourself. With a bit of tweaking.
Name three things about yourself which you love, one physical, one personality-wise, and one strange. Post answers in the comments below.
There, that ought to stave off the office commando urges for a bit more. Remember, your replies will prevent a terrible tragedy here in the PERIN office - fail and you'll be reading in the papers tomorrow about the court clerk who finally cracked and ran amuck with a staple remover, a pad of multi-coloured post-its and a stapler.
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Date: 2003-09-21 09:53 pm (UTC)Smith, Jones, and McSweeney. No, wait.
which you love, one physical,
The ability to eat as much as I want and actually lose weight in the process.
one personality-wise,
I seem to have picked up a sense of humour from somewhere. Shame what people throw away these days.
and one strange.
I am apparently able to pick up random bits or information and use them in unsuitably bizarre ways. Kind of like Poor Student's Stew.
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Date: 2003-09-21 10:33 pm (UTC)Physical: My eyes, baby. I get drunk and stare at them for lost minutes in pub loos, thinking "Wow, they're so cool, they look so cool, no, really, cool, and when will that bitch stop pissing so I can."
Personality-wise: The ability to talk to anyone, and the frequent willingness to do so.
Strange: As a small child I was pigeon toed. The last remnent of that is that when I walk, my feet are unusally straight, instead of slightly toes-out like most people.
Bored and en-whitlamed.
Also, what about YOU! Tell us about you, chickybabe!
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Date: 2003-09-22 05:31 am (UTC)Physical: My ass. It's a fine ass, and I've gotten many the compliment on it.
Personality: My optimism. When everyone else is being a "Gloomy Gus", I go about live with the sun shining. I think it stems from a grade school teacher who said that sometimes you have to make your own sunshine.
Strange: Rarely do I have to consult a dictionary to see if a word is spelled like because I read a lot and can tell if a word looks right or not.
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Date: 2003-09-22 05:50 am (UTC)one thing I like about me physically: that's a tough one. I mean, not because I don't like myself physically, but because I'm fairly happy with the way I look (or apathetic, tomayto, tomahto), so I like a lot of things about me. I guess... my hair. sure. it's nice and shiny and shampoo commercial nice.
one thing, personality: this is so hard. I like. I like. I like. that. I don't get into conflict. er. yeah, sure.
one thing, strange: I actually enjoy the lack of patience I have. which is possibly more personality wise than just strange? But certainly odd enough. I have absolutely no patience for anyone or anything, and I do kind of like it.
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Date: 2003-09-22 04:24 pm (UTC)You do realise...
Date: 2003-09-23 07:22 am (UTC)I love my cheekbones, my determination to experience EVERYTHING, and that strange defiance that leads me to dance on the knife's edge and dare it to split in two.