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deathpixie) wrote2002-01-14 05:57 pm
deathpixie) wrote2002-01-14 05:57 pm
More mailbox surprises.
There was a Chrissie card from CynJen in my box today when I got home, or rather, a "Happy January" card. *grins* Either way, it was a nifty surprise after a long day.
Work was... worky. Not too busy, but people had crappy timing today - I got someone in with a fairly serious intervention order matter at 4.30, which took me until 5 (when we close) to get done. And then I had to run the papers over to the police station before I left. I was horribly clumsy today, mainly due to my having bruised my shoulder in yesterday's spill - I didn't really notice it until I got on the bike and rode to work. It's very stiff, and hurts to lift far (and guess who had to keep pulling files out from shelves above her head today?) and is making typing tricky. So no chat for me tonight; I'll have to find a non-Net way to entertain myself, like catch up on my phone calls. ;) By the end of the day, my shoulder and back were killing me, so I was glad to see five, that's for sure. Got a lot done, though, which is always good.
The other thing in my mailbox was a personal ad my Dad found in the local paper "Professional Man Seeks Love" - the reason why I got it is because said professional man is into cycling and bushwalking and is looking for an active and adventurous person. *rolls eyes* My parents are dedicating themselves to finding me a bloke. Although, if he wasn't looking for the love of his life, just a friend, I might be interested - we did have a lot in common, besides the cycling and walking stuff. Tell me, is it sad of me to be thinking of answering this?
*winces* Ow, no more typing, according to the shoulder. Catch you later.
Work was... worky. Not too busy, but people had crappy timing today - I got someone in with a fairly serious intervention order matter at 4.30, which took me until 5 (when we close) to get done. And then I had to run the papers over to the police station before I left. I was horribly clumsy today, mainly due to my having bruised my shoulder in yesterday's spill - I didn't really notice it until I got on the bike and rode to work. It's very stiff, and hurts to lift far (and guess who had to keep pulling files out from shelves above her head today?) and is making typing tricky. So no chat for me tonight; I'll have to find a non-Net way to entertain myself, like catch up on my phone calls. ;) By the end of the day, my shoulder and back were killing me, so I was glad to see five, that's for sure. Got a lot done, though, which is always good.
The other thing in my mailbox was a personal ad my Dad found in the local paper "Professional Man Seeks Love" - the reason why I got it is because said professional man is into cycling and bushwalking and is looking for an active and adventurous person. *rolls eyes* My parents are dedicating themselves to finding me a bloke. Although, if he wasn't looking for the love of his life, just a friend, I might be interested - we did have a lot in common, besides the cycling and walking stuff. Tell me, is it sad of me to be thinking of answering this?
*winces* Ow, no more typing, according to the shoulder. Catch you later.