I liiiiive again!
Sep. 25th, 2006 02:52 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I'm baaaaaaaaack.
Well, life is putting itself back together. Is it fixed? No. Is it getting there? Yes. We have some new temporary lawyer helpy people in at work so I assume (reasonably - or, I can claim so at least) that the issue has all been ironed out with the powers that be (at least, i can claim that). Work load has dropped from "you will go insane and have a mental break down and all DIE!" to "massive". I am eating and sleeping again and generally feeling more human again and less yucky and messy and blah.
And I'm feeling a lot better because I just had a 4 day weekend! Yep, I called in sick on Thursday (not entirely a lie).
Well, an actual recounting goes more:
Me: *wake up* *groan* *sits up* CLINK
Me: Clink? *frowns*
Me: *examines wrist that has been handcuffed to head board*
Me: Hmmm, I appreciate the thought, but I need to get to work...
Beloved: I've called in sick for you, you're going to have a quiet day and try and catch up on yourself.
Me: How come your gestures of thoughtful love always involve bondage equipment?
Beloved: That's why you love me
So I've had a nice quiet time. Had a good Mabon, had some fun roleplay and had a really fun day in handcuffs. All is good.
Oh and this morning, even better, my muses are back! I thought I'd killed them with work. They are now demanding attention or they will sing annoying songs that will get stuck in my head. They're threatening to collaborate with Mad Secretary
So, is all good? Maybe not. But it's heading that way *tentative hope time*
Well, life is putting itself back together. Is it fixed? No. Is it getting there? Yes. We have some new temporary lawyer helpy people in at work so I assume (reasonably - or, I can claim so at least) that the issue has all been ironed out with the powers that be (at least, i can claim that). Work load has dropped from "you will go insane and have a mental break down and all DIE!" to "massive". I am eating and sleeping again and generally feeling more human again and less yucky and messy and blah.
And I'm feeling a lot better because I just had a 4 day weekend! Yep, I called in sick on Thursday (not entirely a lie).
Well, an actual recounting goes more:
Me: *wake up* *groan* *sits up* CLINK
Me: Clink? *frowns*
Me: *examines wrist that has been handcuffed to head board*
Me: Hmmm, I appreciate the thought, but I need to get to work...
Beloved: I've called in sick for you, you're going to have a quiet day and try and catch up on yourself.
Me: How come your gestures of thoughtful love always involve bondage equipment?
Beloved: That's why you love me
So I've had a nice quiet time. Had a good Mabon, had some fun roleplay and had a really fun day in handcuffs. All is good.
Oh and this morning, even better, my muses are back! I thought I'd killed them with work. They are now demanding attention or they will sing annoying songs that will get stuck in my head. They're threatening to collaborate with Mad Secretary
So, is all good? Maybe not. But it's heading that way *tentative hope time*
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Date: 2006-09-27 11:32 am (UTC)