Thursday, October 14, 2004
John Denver Style
Well, in the next 12 hours I will be leaving, and it shall be on a jet plane. I managed to endure the crowded train journey to work with my suitcase and laptop in tow. I am forever thankful that God blessed me with a penis, and consequently the ability to travel for 10 days with relatively little luggage. The people on the train were probably happy about it as well - the luggage part, I mean.
So, here I am, sitting at my desk tying up the numerous loose ends that need to be dealt with before I go away. Boy, I can't wait until I have my own secretary.
As for my travel plans - (for those who actually read this blog) - I will be at the Geekhouse in Briz Vegas from 6.30 on Friday, armed with a plethora of Pocky. John and the boys (bless their little hearts) have gone to the trouble of throwing some kind of hoe-down together for me, and I am greatly looking forward to it. Pizza, Beer and Soul Calibur. Ahhh... the memories.
I'm sure at some stage in there, I will actually have to go to work and do all that kind of thing, but I intend to make the most of this little company-funded trip.
I have made prior mention of the demolition work going on over the road, and they are really getting stuck into it now, what used to be a fairly normal looking office building is now resembling a bomb site. If I remember, at lunch time I will snap a photo of it and post it - I would do so now, except that I think my bosses would get wise the fact that all this busy typing has approximately zero to do with my job.
Oh well. I suppose I should get back to my loose-end-tying.
Look forward to the next post, as it will be from Australia! Woo! (Ok, I know that makes absolutely no difference to the reader, but hey, I don't care.)
So, here I am, sitting at my desk tying up the numerous loose ends that need to be dealt with before I go away. Boy, I can't wait until I have my own secretary.
As for my travel plans - (for those who actually read this blog) - I will be at the Geekhouse in Briz Vegas from 6.30 on Friday, armed with a plethora of Pocky. John and the boys (bless their little hearts) have gone to the trouble of throwing some kind of hoe-down together for me, and I am greatly looking forward to it. Pizza, Beer and Soul Calibur. Ahhh... the memories.
I'm sure at some stage in there, I will actually have to go to work and do all that kind of thing, but I intend to make the most of this little company-funded trip.
I have made prior mention of the demolition work going on over the road, and they are really getting stuck into it now, what used to be a fairly normal looking office building is now resembling a bomb site. If I remember, at lunch time I will snap a photo of it and post it - I would do so now, except that I think my bosses would get wise the fact that all this busy typing has approximately zero to do with my job.
Oh well. I suppose I should get back to my loose-end-tying.
Look forward to the next post, as it will be from Australia! Woo! (Ok, I know that makes absolutely no difference to the reader, but hey, I don't care.)