There are so many different types of people in my office that clashes are inevitable sometimes.

Me? I keep my thoughts and opinions to myself if I know they might offend someone in the vicinity. But most people aren't like me.

Miss Lesbian and Mrs Holy Trinity are having a full blown argument about "pro life" and how abortions are so terribly wrong.

Miss Lesbian: Make abortions illegal? Wait a second... Have you ever noticed how some peoples concern for life stops at birth? They just want those babies to come out. After that, they don't give a damn what happens to them.
Mrs Holy Trinity: Then we pray for those children.
Miss Lesbian: Your God can't answer every damn prayer in the world.

I was woken up by a phone call at seven thirty this morning by my new client who seems to be an early bird (dislike dislike dislike) and mentally can't deal with this right now. Time to go for brunch, I think.

It took me five hours to do this floor plan. Picking out correct shapes, readjusting the angles, resizing the items,  measuring distances, adding colours, and locking each item in place... Very tedious work. That is the last time I do a favour for someone.

Currently at work, at my desk with a cup of tea and sore throat, checking up on personal things rather than number crunching the twenty ski-plans I have on my desk. I dislike numbers.

So anyway, I read this quote [see below] and I think it's beautiful (in a slightly morose kind of way).

"The push and pull of human interaction is never equal. When one person wants more than another is willing or able to give, hearts don’t break, they shred. A broken heart shatters into a million pieces and gets swept away never to be used again. A shredded heart continues to be used in all of its limited, tattered capacity; a remnant of its former usefulness and beauty."

Jack, you have a wonderful way with words.

Some idiot that I work with has just scheduled weekly meetings for Fridays from 1pm to 5pm.  I’m going to go ahead and not go to those bad boys.

Who the hell schedules 5pm meetings on a God damned Friday afternoon?

Yesterday me and Shaunna were talking about sabotaging our works Christmas do just out of spite of hating everyone we work with then Shauna had the idea of inviting just our shift (made up of eleven people) to go out on our own Christmas do. Yayyyyy! I want to go out partying with the girls I work with, and, some of the boys. Ok, all the boy 'cept one. I don't know if i'm going to be able to stand being around Scott - Scott, Scott, Scott. It's not that I don't like him. His i'm-in-love-with-myself voice drives me - literally - crazy. Like, tonight, it was: blah, blah, blah, I love myself, blah, blah, blah. I wanted to tip his coffee over him and then maybe he'd shut up about the poor girl who's not good looking enough to be with him.

So...here's looking forward to, or not looking forward to, our Christmas night out!