Translated from gruntish:

[bubosquared]

So, let's see. so far, my day has consisted of:

• Twelve spontaneous logouts from the IMS server;
• Eleven hundred things to do in the next two and a half hours;
• Ten phone calls in a row;
• Nine minutes before I call the phone fixing place back to demand to speak to a tech;
• Eight words written;
• Seven words deleted;
• Six plot bunnies hatching;
• Five cigarettes;
• Four mugs of coffee;
• Three nasty falls on my way from my flat to the station;
• Two wet and cold feet;
• And a splitting headache of undetermined origin.

So no, I'm not having a good day today.

Comments

Re:

[bubosquared.livejournal.com]

Well, yeah, if I don't have anywhere to go, I love snow, but when it makes me slip all the time ... *growl*

Re:

[sileas.livejournal.com]

*nods* I'd rather end up on my knees or my head than on my behind. My tailbone is a little sensitive from all that skateboarding when I was a kid. *g*