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It's not that I don't want to post, it's just that whenever I have anything worth sharing, I don't have time to get on here. Gah, it's impossible to type with these fake nails. Yes, I now get my nails done for work, and strive to bore myself with my hairstyle/wardrobe etc. Professional, blah, yada yada.
Anyway, I am now on an upswing at work, after a period of intense yet uninteresting drama. The gist of it is, there are very few managers (read: one) I am still willing and able to work with. Some days that's just as well -- he is my favorite of the favored ones, in any case -- but just as with anyone I spend time with on a regular basis... well, sometimes I think we might just kill each other. In a most professional way.
Let's hear it for ambivalence.
Anyway, I am currently in re-training, so that's good for a change of pace and a shift in perspective. When I get back to "the line", as they say, I fully expect to be kicking names and taking -- uh. Never mind.
Speaking of nevermind, I discovered a fun new store and got lots of new toys and a couple outfits and TMI is now flashing in neon behind my eyelids so I'm sure I'll be shutting up sometime soon, but OMG Bungee Swing! Look it up, if you care to. Bestest present I ever got myself. For serious.
I miss my boy. He's in school now (yes, he is indeed too cool for the aforementioned institution, but he felt the need to kick names in his own way). What was I saying? lol. Oh. So he's working like a... Well, like a chef, really, and being schooled (not in the fun way, with me and the toys and the outfits and there I go again with the oversharing)... and he's asleep when I go to work and I'm asleep when he gets home from class and I only see him midday as he's showering, changing, and leaving again. Which sounds like it might include fun naked bits, but the fun is in direct inverse proportion to the time constraints, so in otherwords, plenty of naked, not so much fun. Like Christmas with empty boxes.
Sigh. Somebody snuggle me?
Don't get me wrong. I enjoy my work, I love my friends, here and out there in the internets. I have plenty of alone time in which to sing and dance and be my silly, ecstatic, melodramatic self. I am, how you say, "happy camper"-y. Just a little snuggle-deprived.
So how are things outside the world of Me?
Anyway, I am now on an upswing at work, after a period of intense yet uninteresting drama. The gist of it is, there are very few managers (read: one) I am still willing and able to work with. Some days that's just as well -- he is my favorite of the favored ones, in any case -- but just as with anyone I spend time with on a regular basis... well, sometimes I think we might just kill each other. In a most professional way.
Let's hear it for ambivalence.
Anyway, I am currently in re-training, so that's good for a change of pace and a shift in perspective. When I get back to "the line", as they say, I fully expect to be kicking names and taking -- uh. Never mind.
Speaking of nevermind, I discovered a fun new store and got lots of new toys and a couple outfits and TMI is now flashing in neon behind my eyelids so I'm sure I'll be shutting up sometime soon, but OMG Bungee Swing! Look it up, if you care to. Bestest present I ever got myself. For serious.
I miss my boy. He's in school now (yes, he is indeed too cool for the aforementioned institution, but he felt the need to kick names in his own way). What was I saying? lol. Oh. So he's working like a... Well, like a chef, really, and being schooled (not in the fun way, with me and the toys and the outfits and there I go again with the oversharing)... and he's asleep when I go to work and I'm asleep when he gets home from class and I only see him midday as he's showering, changing, and leaving again. Which sounds like it might include fun naked bits, but the fun is in direct inverse proportion to the time constraints, so in otherwords, plenty of naked, not so much fun. Like Christmas with empty boxes.
Sigh. Somebody snuggle me?
Don't get me wrong. I enjoy my work, I love my friends, here and out there in the internets. I have plenty of alone time in which to sing and dance and be my silly, ecstatic, melodramatic self. I am, how you say, "happy camper"-y. Just a little snuggle-deprived.
So how are things outside the world of Me?
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:D
*squeeze squeeze*
.... O_O hu ho, do you pop if I squeeze too tight? ......... *squeeze squeeze lighter*
in the world of Dunan...... if you don't know already, I left the MRMB (I'm still a Rosebud at heart), I'm worrying for not seeing Ishtar updating (nor answering emails) but she moved and needs time for things to settle down, I'm dropping my online gaming because I'm having too much work from university to be gaming all night again but in exchange, I'm doing sports (AT LAST weeeeeee), Martial Arts on monday (jôdô), Archery on wednesday and Badminton with some friends on tuesday and thursday (didn't do any sports for years and I tend to get exhausted fast, loose reflex and be lazy -_- ), I'm also attempting to learn how to sew :p
*hugs bubbles some more*
I'm also waiting to see if my evil plans have effects on Nonnie and Darque >:D MUAHAHAHHAHAHAHA (there should be..... about a week or so left) *purs in expectation*
Dunan Nuts
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