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busy busy day... really should be doing work... but having a lot of trouble focussing.
Checked Shane's branding again last night, it's looking good, i am still proud of myself :)
New ebay jeans arrived last night, in spite of comparing measurements rather than relying on size tag, when I held them up I thought "gosh, they might even be a bit big", and when I put them on I thought "yep, slightly too large but doable"... and now that i've worn them for half a day and they've stretched out a bit more, they are definitely waaaaaaaaaaay too big and baggy and falling down and "hey wanna get in my pants? there's room for both of us!" ... which is a bit of a shame, but they're very comfy, and I can maybe take them in a little... maybe...
IT guy nearly killed me this morning... came into the office to fuck around with the extra computer which has been deposited on the end of my desk, so he was standing directly beside me and wafting aftershave in which he seemed to have marinated... and of course my throat and lungs seized up and i had to hang up on someone because all of a sudden I was coughing and choking and not doing so good at getting air into my lungs and the helpful IT guy was leaning in and putting his hand on my shoulder and asking if I need water and blocking my access to my bag which has my life-saving ventolin puffer and I was coughing and choking too much to say "excuse me but i'm allergic to the chemicals in your cologne so it would be helpful if you could back away a little and let me get my ventolin and go outside", so I kind of had to push him back a little and coughed out "bag" and managed to get past him and grab my bag and go outside... a few sucks on the ventolin and things were much better. The thing that scares me most when this happens is how quickly I feel myself start to panic, particularly if I can't immediately grab my ventolin... ironic given how much I love breath play, but then again not, coz there is nothing playful about this and I have no control over it... anyhow, overdid the ventolin a little in my minor panic and have been trembling a little ever since. Woot.
I think I have to get an elephant tattoo on my foot. Me and other forces are arguing about placement... I hate my feet. Reeeeeeeeallly don't like them. Reeeeeeeeeally don't want to highlight or draw attention to them in any way. Anyhow... not going to happen soon. Probably.
I can has holiday now?
Checked Shane's branding again last night, it's looking good, i am still proud of myself :)
New ebay jeans arrived last night, in spite of comparing measurements rather than relying on size tag, when I held them up I thought "gosh, they might even be a bit big", and when I put them on I thought "yep, slightly too large but doable"... and now that i've worn them for half a day and they've stretched out a bit more, they are definitely waaaaaaaaaaay too big and baggy and falling down and "hey wanna get in my pants? there's room for both of us!" ... which is a bit of a shame, but they're very comfy, and I can maybe take them in a little... maybe...
IT guy nearly killed me this morning... came into the office to fuck around with the extra computer which has been deposited on the end of my desk, so he was standing directly beside me and wafting aftershave in which he seemed to have marinated... and of course my throat and lungs seized up and i had to hang up on someone because all of a sudden I was coughing and choking and not doing so good at getting air into my lungs and the helpful IT guy was leaning in and putting his hand on my shoulder and asking if I need water and blocking my access to my bag which has my life-saving ventolin puffer and I was coughing and choking too much to say "excuse me but i'm allergic to the chemicals in your cologne so it would be helpful if you could back away a little and let me get my ventolin and go outside", so I kind of had to push him back a little and coughed out "bag" and managed to get past him and grab my bag and go outside... a few sucks on the ventolin and things were much better. The thing that scares me most when this happens is how quickly I feel myself start to panic, particularly if I can't immediately grab my ventolin... ironic given how much I love breath play, but then again not, coz there is nothing playful about this and I have no control over it... anyhow, overdid the ventolin a little in my minor panic and have been trembling a little ever since. Woot.
I think I have to get an elephant tattoo on my foot. Me and other forces are arguing about placement... I hate my feet. Reeeeeeeeallly don't like them. Reeeeeeeeeally don't want to highlight or draw attention to them in any way. Anyhow... not going to happen soon. Probably.
I can has holiday now?
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Date: 2010-01-07 10:46 pm (UTC)