read my mind

The Boss overheard me on the phone to our designer. I was ranting. About everything. But in that “ho ho ho, I always seem to be in a bad mood when I talk to you [designer]. Bloody production schedules, eh!” kinda way.
Then this piece of paper came flying over the partition that separates our two [...]

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no, really, i will end up killing someone…

… before the day is out!!!
Now they are DRILLING and HAMMERING upstairs. And the big lunch has just broken out of the boardroom and semi-drunken managers and other VIPs from days of old are spilling out and LAUGHING TOO LOUDLY for my ears to be able to bear.
Meh. Actually, meh really doesn’t cut the mustard. [...]

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emigration

Oh, and one other thing. I was thinking about that Kiwi Guy I met in The O Bar the other night. I wish I hadn’t been so pissed and unable to remember his name, or what he looked like, or what he did for a living. And I wish I had got his number and [...]

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does anyone have a spare machine gun that i may borrow?

I had a long old rant developing in my head on the way to work this morning but have been too busy to blog. The short version goes like this:
In Canada, according to Venting, 40cm of snow fell overnight. She still went to work. Canada kept moving. Canada kept working. Canada just got the hell [...]

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