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lyore*Yawn* I so totally need to be cloned. If there were two of me, maybe I'd be able to get through half the stuff I'm supposed to get done. On second thoughts, maybe I'd need three mes. But two would be a start. Between work and my suddenly frantic social life, things have been insanely busy in my life. I've been double-or-triple booked most nights, and as much as I would love to catch up with everyone, lack of 'me-time' is beginning to take its toll. That said, it has been great seeing everyone again.
This week would have been hectic, even without the overnight trip to Adelaide stuffed in the middle. We flew there and back, and I remember how much I hate being pressed in with a bunch of strangers. Even if the trip was only a little over an hour. Planes are obviously designed by someone with no idea of the concept of 'personal space'.
Which reminds me - along with DVT and terrorism, I have a couple of things to add to the list of dangers when flying. Firstly, Papercuts. Not kidding - I got a massive papercut while trying to peel off the flight sticker from my bag, and 2 days later it's semi-infected and still store. Very annoying. Perhaps I should sue :)
The other danger of flying that people don't talk about is the danger of getting drunk in front of your boss on the free booze at the QANTAS club. OK, it wasn't quite that bad, and hopefully not very obvious, but between no lunch, tiny dinner (airplane food - uggh), alcohol at the airport and then heading out to the Casino when we arrived, I was on the verge of tipsy. Pfft, self control. :)
I'm finally managed to get the photoshopping I owebob_ette done, so expect them to be posted in the next few days. And I've done a couple more Superman Returns wallpapers - if I still think they are presentable when I get the other bunch finished, I'll put them up too, perhaps. We'll see.
ETA - I still owe answers to comments on the SamCarterFicathon, but I just haven't had a chance since the names went on. For that matter, I owe reviews, too. They are coming, I promise.
This week would have been hectic, even without the overnight trip to Adelaide stuffed in the middle. We flew there and back, and I remember how much I hate being pressed in with a bunch of strangers. Even if the trip was only a little over an hour. Planes are obviously designed by someone with no idea of the concept of 'personal space'.
Which reminds me - along with DVT and terrorism, I have a couple of things to add to the list of dangers when flying. Firstly, Papercuts. Not kidding - I got a massive papercut while trying to peel off the flight sticker from my bag, and 2 days later it's semi-infected and still store. Very annoying. Perhaps I should sue :)
The other danger of flying that people don't talk about is the danger of getting drunk in front of your boss on the free booze at the QANTAS club. OK, it wasn't quite that bad, and hopefully not very obvious, but between no lunch, tiny dinner (airplane food - uggh), alcohol at the airport and then heading out to the Casino when we arrived, I was on the verge of tipsy. Pfft, self control. :)
I'm finally managed to get the photoshopping I owe
bob_ette done, so expect them to be posted in the next few days. And I've done a couple more Superman Returns wallpapers - if I still think they are presentable when I get the other bunch finished, I'll put them up too, perhaps. We'll see.ETA - I still owe answers to comments on the SamCarterFicathon, but I just haven't had a chance since the names went on. For that matter, I owe reviews, too. They are coming, I promise.
