I'm alone at work today; my coworker is at a network managers' forum this morning. This is both a blessing and a curse. It's a blessing because I much prefer working alone. I just don't like people that much. It also means I can listen to Classic FM while I'm in my cupboard/office which takes away some of this electric headache I've got.
It's a curse because I get everyone's problems in a concentrated dose. And they always appear at the same time. Which is why I urge my colleagues to email me anything they want doing so I have a list of things to look at and tick off when it's done. Otherwise they'll ask me tomorrow about "that thing I mentioned" and I'll just have to say sorry, I had a lot of jobs on and I must have forgotten.
The weather has taken a turn for the worse. And still there is diesel everywhere. I feel like I've gained some sort of obsessive paranoia about fuel spillages because it's like I see diesel everywhere I go. In the school car park the busses will sit with their engines on, waiting for the final bell when it's time to pick the students up and take them home. By the time I get out of work, the car park is a sea of diesel and I can't avoid it at all unless I ride through someone's hedge and a sheepfold to get home. And the Versys isn't an offroader despite what some people might think.
Tonight I'm going to try and be a little more insular so I can get some things done which are on my todo list. Things like hoovering my room, tidying my books away, getting this letter to Spain finalised and ready to send, working on a plan for the d20 modern bank robbery adventure I promised Nick, and Sam, playing Overlord, sketching something, deciding what to do with my orks now the Gorkamorka campaign has ground to a halt... well the list is too long now. I'll never get all that done and eat.
It's just that recent evenings have been otherwise occupied so I haven't had time to do all these things. On Monday night I watched The Shining, which I have seen before but it's such a good film and I had a chance to see it again. And last night was full of eating and N64ing. Nick is a good sport to play against me on Super Smash Brothers even though I've had much more experience at it than he has. And yet he steps up to the challenge every time, and every time he gets a little closer to defeating me. The final match of the night always seems to be Nick as Luigi vs. me as Captain Falcon. And I put all my effort into making sure that the move that steals his last life is a falcon punch. In fact, last night I had to leap into the void and venture perilously close to death in order to deliver the final blow.
Sidenote: a student just shuffled into my office asking for assistance in one of the classrooms (the projector wasn't working; it is now) and complimented my Versys. Yes, yes it is awesome, thank you very much.
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