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[Apr. 24th, 2009|12:38 am] |
So, I've not been sick. I'm thinking of starting a club to celebrate that, of which I will be vice-president. I assume it's just the change of the seasons, people always seem to get sick when the weather changes direction. But things seem to be settling down, so that's great, I won't have to worry about getting sick if I go out tonight.
And I am definitely going out tonight. Not waiting for the weekend; I could definitely use the pick me up now rather than later. Nothing in particular is going on and nothing it bad, but that might just be the point. Sometimes even I get sick of me (but then I remember that I couldn't handle being anyone else, and the dramatic life isn't exactly my style).
I do feel a bit restless, which I think can go back to the weather, actually. It's getting a bit sunnier out there, which makes it harder to just sit in an office all day. I think I'll have to venture out on my lunch hour just to take advantage of the bits of sunlight we're beginning to get. |
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[Apr. 16th, 2009|12:50 am] |
Let's talk about the Easter Egg hunt in the park, shall we? Or about how some people used real eggs that weren't blown out and were just painted? And about how children got their hands on those eggs?
And then egged my car? Yeah, there's a happy holiday topic of conversation. |
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[Mar. 24th, 2009|03:45 pm] |
Back at work again. I have to tell you, it's a vicious cycle. I don't know what I did in a past life to make me toil away as an accountant now, but it's insane and I'm going to look sixty by the time I'm forty. What a waste of a life, Vince Tyler, well done.
Not helping is working on the accounts for this concierge in town so wants to merge all his assets with his ex-wife he's back together with. Just keep it separate, if you broke up once you might do it again, and it's just going to make a whole lot more work for me to divide it up again. Honestly, I just don't see the compelling need to bring everything back to the way it used to be in the past. Nothing's the way it used to be in the past. Ever.
Going to have to go out for a drink tonight, but just a quiet one, I think. Phase two of the second honeymoon will await me at nine tomorrow, after all. |
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[Mar. 19th, 2009|11:08 am] |
I am having what I think is the longest day in the history of the world. No, I swear time has actually slowed down to a complete halt right here around my desk. That's the only way to explain it.
If time was working in its usual way, it would be later than it is now. I'm sure of it. That's it, I'm obviously in the middle of a horror or sci-fi movie. And that's not good news, everyone, because look at me - I'm the type of guy that does not make it out of those movies alive. |
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[Mar. 14th, 2009|12:44 am] |
I know it's really horribly cliched but: thank god it's Friday. This week has just dragged on and on and on, and I'm really ready to be done with it. At least our network is back up and running, thanks to the lovely (?) and talented Lucy Farinelli, who has absolutely saved my neck.
Many drinks on the way for you, Lucy.
My weekend plans are fairly boring, just the same as they are every weekend. Not that I'm complaining too much - a change would probably be weird at this point, and I'm not exactly the most spontaneous person you'll ever meet. So I'll just go on as I usually do and enjoy having a couple of days without work pressure.
Who knows, it might even be an interesting weekend, not that I think the nights out are going to top my last one. |
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[Mar. 11th, 2009|03:41 pm] |
Honestly, I've got to the be the most useless person that works with a computer all day. We've got some kind of virus on the system and I volunteered to fix it, I've had spyware before, I've had websites give my computer a beating...
But no, this virus has given me a bit of a beating instead. The office network is malfunctioning and I'm supposed to be the fix-it guy, but it doesn't look like I've been able to, well, fix it. I'm going to have to call in an IT company in the morning. We don't want to be doing all our work on paper.
I've spent most of the day worrying about this, so obviously the solution tonight is to go and have enough drinks that it seems funny. |
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[Mar. 7th, 2009|12:11 pm] |
Right, what to say, what to say. Honestly, I never have anything to say. Was the city missing its quotient of boring people with desk jobs? If so, well, here's your quota.
In bullets:
* I'm Vince Tyler
* I am an accountant. I might be your accountant. If I am your accountant, could you please keep your papers and receipts in better order? You know which of you I mean, you guilty parties. You're giving me a headache.
* I love science fiction. Yes, you may mock me for it, but only until I find something to mock you all for - then all bets are off. It might get dirty.
* ... Have a nice day? (Yes, I've run out of points. And that, friends, is the story of my life.) |
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