'ello folks. Had my meeting with my supervisor today - an hour late because some blond lass snuck in to discuss matters. Her and my supervisor's plan was to stop the discussion once people with appointments (me) showed up. Unfortunately, I'm polite, so when I saw my supervisor was in a meeting, I just settled down to wait. Mariska, who had a 2 pm meeting, did likewise, so we only got in at 2:30.
Whatever. I finally have the forms filled out, deadlines and all. This is good because I finally have a bit of guidance as to what I'm supposed to be doing but, on the other hand,
dealines. Feh.
On my way to print shite, feeling absolutely miserable, I bumped into Lander. So we hung out a bit and had a snack. He was quite sweet, trying to cheer me up - a nigh impossible task then, I fear - and also a bit touchy-feely. Hm. Maybe the "We're just friends, yeah?" chat is in order. (On the other hand, it was
damn good to be hugged and told everything's going to be ok.) We're meeting tomorrow afternoon. No word from Elisa on a) tea and b) Valentine's party.
So here I am, whiling away the time until bittorrent deigns share entertainment. Don't want to work and definately don't want to check out apartments. (Neither of this is good nor acceptable, but fuck that.)
As an aside, why didn't I recognize Simon Pegg in
Doctor Who's "The Long Game"?
ETA: John Simm cameo in
Spaced 2x01! With sunglasses and a toothpick! I'd recognize that smile anywhere! Oh, the squee :) It was like Christmas, it truly was.
( Five Questions Meme )Meme also via
lienne
"I'm feeling ready to comunicate my feelings"? With a sledgehammer, yeah.Links of the Day:
The Dangerous Alphabet by Neil GaimanThe Internet vs. Scientology Protest, featuring
ursulav's art! Whoot!
heroes_slash votings results for 2007 fanfiction* Four Yorkshire Men, Monty Python