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Busy but bored
Jun. 28th, 2006 09:53 pmHad a lot of (non-rewarding) work over at the office today.
Work, btw, generall consists of making little piles of 5 or 6 or 7 of our products, shoving them into bags to make nice little packets of 50. Considering I packed over 200 of various different products, it's a bloody miracle I can still count. Freakin' tired.
Yesterday I wrote the initial dialogue of the rabid-plot-bunny fic, which is now titled "Land-locked" and watched Factotum which left me with many unspilt tears and a burning desire to get drunk, chain smoke and fuck*.
Never having done any of these things, I ignored the desire and went home.
The saddest scene was when Hank is leaving Jan after having woken up and thrown up. It's just so inevitable the slow and calm way he leaves, hugging her and kissing her anyway saying she'll manage, her refusing the 50% of cash he won on horses and asking him to stay because she loves him but not making a great fuss.
Very well done.
Edited to add comment from Amazon: you will feel lonely after seeing this one.
True.
Further edited to add that you can download some of the soundtrack songs originally Bukowski poems.
Further edited to add that the above link is all lieeeees. All links had the same "I wish to weep" 17 seconds. Gnah!?!
Tried calling the Bio. Prof. that MCarmen knows and wants me to talk to re: courses and Bio. in general, but he's over at a fancy-shmacy dinner, as all Bio. Profs are wont to do.
Walked with Marta a bit, and the dog, then had ice-cream (Sevillian Orange, which was pink, and Rasberry, which was purple, making a very pretty ice cream cone) and read a bit of Good Omens.
A new chick came over to see the spare room (aka Spare Oom, as Tumnus would say) and gave me "no thanks" vibes because there room's skimpy on light. The mexican who saw the room previously found one with internet and is "considering".
Sigh. Contacts out, pj on, dinner in and...
Oh yes, bitch* at my brother who's back from glorious thesis-end celebratory vacations and still hasn't called. It really sucks sometimes that I love him so much.
* Screw censorship.
Work, btw, generall consists of making little piles of 5 or 6 or 7 of our products, shoving them into bags to make nice little packets of 50. Considering I packed over 200 of various different products, it's a bloody miracle I can still count. Freakin' tired.
Yesterday I wrote the initial dialogue of the rabid-plot-bunny fic, which is now titled "Land-locked" and watched Factotum which left me with many unspilt tears and a burning desire to get drunk, chain smoke and fuck*.
Never having done any of these things, I ignored the desire and went home.
The saddest scene was when Hank is leaving Jan after having woken up and thrown up. It's just so inevitable the slow and calm way he leaves, hugging her and kissing her anyway saying she'll manage, her refusing the 50% of cash he won on horses and asking him to stay because she loves him but not making a great fuss.
Very well done.
Edited to add comment from Amazon: you will feel lonely after seeing this one.
True.
Further edited to add that you can download some of the soundtrack songs originally Bukowski poems.
Further edited to add that the above link is all lieeeees. All links had the same "I wish to weep" 17 seconds. Gnah!?!
Tried calling the Bio. Prof. that MCarmen knows and wants me to talk to re: courses and Bio. in general, but he's over at a fancy-shmacy dinner, as all Bio. Profs are wont to do.
Walked with Marta a bit, and the dog, then had ice-cream (Sevillian Orange, which was pink, and Rasberry, which was purple, making a very pretty ice cream cone) and read a bit of Good Omens.
A new chick came over to see the spare room (aka Spare Oom, as Tumnus would say) and gave me "no thanks" vibes because there room's skimpy on light. The mexican who saw the room previously found one with internet and is "considering".
Sigh. Contacts out, pj on, dinner in and...
Oh yes, bitch* at my brother who's back from glorious thesis-end celebratory vacations and still hasn't called. It really sucks sometimes that I love him so much.
* Screw censorship.
