Getting up on the wrong side of the counter...

[deathpixie]

I'm on front counter today, and inexplicably my good mood evaporated in the two minutes it took to dump my bag at my desk and bring my pen and my CDs to the counter desk. It was quite scary, really; I went from happy "bluebirds on my shoulder", everything is good in my particular part of existence to snapping and snarling and whinging worse than a fanficcer who's discovered their particular objet d' obsession has been taken over by Mormons. Seriously, we're talking serious Hulk-esque mood swings. And if the woman who left the counter without letting me know whilst I was in the middle of going through her 45 fines comes back, there will be some smashing.

Still, I've had a Tim Tam (singular). It's hard to be cranky when you have a Tim Tam in your tummy. Hey, that could be their new slogan!

I've also got fairly minimal work to do - once again I have proven my over-efficiency by getting everything done, and now I'm bored. Entertain me, please?

Comments

[pollymel.livejournal.com]

No, mate, really. I love YOU!

On realising that I haven't spoken to you since I was in Melbourne, like, a month ago or something now, I have suddenly gotten all withdrawal symptomy, and so I thought I'd sit here and type in your journal. Can't wait till New Years, but I might have to be surgically romoved from you (and maybe your accent) when you leave. It'll be an issue, man.

Oh! And, you remember my friend Anna? She's visiting me tonight! How small is this world, yo? Haven't seen her in such a long time (especially considering she owes me a kick inna arse for skipping her going away party because AusCon broke me).

Um, and now I'm feeling all incredibly boring and stuff. So. Y'know. Boooooooooooring.

Bye!

[deathpixie]

DUDE!

I was starting to wonder if I'd like, you know, offended you or something, but then I remembered that for you to stop talking to me I would have to steal your boyfriend, and as far as I know, that hasn't happened any time lately. If it had, I'm pretty sure I'd know.

I'll call you this weekend - your Saturday, round 6-7pm okay? That's Sunday morning for me. :) Bugger, and I thought we had issues with time zones when it was daylight savings.

Miss you too - I can't believe I haven't spoken to you for almost a month. That's just sad, dude.

Hey, did your housemates end up giving you uggies?

[pollymel.livejournal.com]

Hee!

No boyfriend stealing yet that I have noticed. And you'd really think one of us would notice that sort of thing, yeah?

This is very cool, I had lunch with Ali, then Anna came round (and is currently in the shower) and Mum's calling tonight,l and you're calling tomorrow, and now it really does feel like I'm not just sitting around being nigelbarrynofriends.And the time zone thing is gonna be an issue.

My housemates didn't (but they did give me a bond's singlet, some timtams and chocolate, and a very sparkly pink g-string) but my brother and sister did. Woo! knee high fuck-off uggies!

See ya round like a rissole!

Mel

[pollymel.livejournal.com]

If you're there! Call me now! Tomorrow am going out! Dadaadadadadaadaaaa!

Okay, may be a little hyped, but y'know. Can't help it. It's an issue. *solemn nod*

It's... 11:30am your time now.

*hugs and kisses and somewhat scary hyperness!*