Thursday, October 26, 2006

I think..

..that I'm finally done with this*.

Bye all.

* I know: I've said that before and been wrong before.
Anything could happen.
And it could be right now.

Tuesday, October 17, 2006

gravy train

Wrote a brief note to the Registrar today, along the lines of "give me more money you bastard, love Jeff".

The awesome thing is that he has to.

God bless the civil service and all those who sail in her.

Monday, October 16, 2006

my management guru

I think I'm getting the hang of this boss thing. For example: I took today off. Sweet.

In other news Belle returns! And she's blogged twice already - that's two times in a year! I'm embarrassed that I de-linked her, thinking she might have been devoured by squirrels. Seriously. It could happen. Stop looking at me like that.

Sunday, October 15, 2006

never leave home without your crown of feyndor

More masterfully hilarious weirdness from neOnbubble.

On the me front: possible actual personal post soon. I can feel it coming on.

Oh, hang on, it was just gas. Carry on.

Wednesday, October 11, 2006

the show

Best ze ever.

In unrelated me news: I have nothing to relate.

Friday, October 06, 2006

big cheese

Busy busy busy..

So I've been a permanent (un)civil slave for just about a month now and they bloody went and made me boss!

The fools. They know not what terror they've unleashed upon the world. Mwahahahahaha!

I even told them I'd let the power go entirely to my head and rule with an iron fist. Apparently that's ok. So I've been throwing my weight around as much as possible and appending all emails I send with "PS Screw this up and you're fired."

But, damn, ordering people around and recruiting sycophants and toadies is hard work - I don't know how Hitler managed it. Well, he was German so certainly a lot more efficient. At the rate I'm going I'll be unlikely to even make Dictator of the Glorious Principality of New South Wales (working title) before retirement.

Might have a Roman holiday tomorrow, with gladitorial contests - armed only with office supplies.

Turn the print room into a gulag.

A re-education centre in the research department...

So many things to do!