Tuesday, August 29, 2006

Boy, Is My Face Red.

Ok, this morning, Arsenio at the next desk was on the phone near me talking to his Mom, who was apparently saying that one of their friends in Canada had won a million dollars in the lottery. The name “Tom Sturdy” was mentioned. I started to get interested, as Tom is my mother’s boyfriend. I frantically asked where this Tom lived, and was told “somewhere in Ontario”. Meep! I start thinking fast to see what time it was in Canada, and if I could call my mom. I also asked for a short international call from the office manager, who turned me down flat. So I dashed off a quick email to my mother:

“Mom! This guy at the desk next to me was talking to his mother who mentioned that a friend of theirs from Canada “somewhere in Ontario” named Tom Sturdy who is “somewhere in his 50s” won the Canadian lottery for like a million dollars. Is it our Tom? I’m going to explode here!”

Well. After letting me stew for a while, Rebecca the office manager broke the news. Apparantly, sometime after I told my mom about my new job, Tom sent off an email saying “Congratulations on hiring Lucas,” etc. So they decided to mess with me. Argh.

Sure, it was funny. But it would have been funnier had it not been me. I’ll simply have to kill them all.

Ok, It's official.

The office espresso machine hates me today. First, it drastically over-fills my cup with watery brownish liquid which I have to spill to get out from under the machine. Then it refuses to drip for like five minutes. Then I add milk and go to use the frother/texturiser/blower-air-thingie, and it blasts a quarter of my coffee out of the cup and all over the wall.

Bah. But I won that drum set, so I guess this is the world setting itself right again.

Sunday, August 27, 2006

And With Laces

See? Not so bad at all.

And I'm bidding for a drum set on eBay! Go poweranimal!


I painted a pair of my shoes yesterday. They were a knock-off pair of faux-Converses from Kmart that were a sort of faded denim blue. I didn't like them that colour as it was odd when I wore them with jeans. So I painted the tongue, the back stripe and the elastic on the ankle red and the rest black. As you can see.

Tuesday, August 22, 2006

Locate Me, Musically. Hey, that rhymes!

I am spending far too much time on this site when I should be working. I love being told what to think!

Music Map

Monday, August 14, 2006

Hail, Caesar!

It started pissing down just as I came out of the library, then quickly changed to this sh...stuff. The pictures don't do it justice. And thunder! And lightning! And boybands falling from the sky! And I had no jacket! Posted by Picasa

Yet more hail. Posted by Picasa

Oh, and...

...I got a new job. Sales Executive. At a publishing company that does career guides. I'm to be selling to schools, colleges, libraries, etc, as well as looking after this website, adding links and tiles and stuff. Decent pay, 9 to 5 hours, Monday to Friday. Huzzah. Hope I don't screw it up.

Tuesday, August 08, 2006

Lurve Is A (Star Wars) Battlefield

Defending Hoth is hard. Not just because Snowspeeders handle like shit, but because I know in my heart that the AT-ATs are going to blast the shield generators and the rebels are going to lose. It was on a movie screen. It has to be true.