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Well, the Accies' winning streak failed to continue. We was beat good and proper last night in week two of the quiz season by Rosslyn Park.

Three of the four players on the Rosslyn Park side are GOOD EGGS who we have known for many years and who, it has to be said, are probably better quizzers than we on the Accies. Not that we let that get in the way of BEER and bravado.

Unfortunately, their current fourth team member is a tosser of the finest cheddar. Almost as camp as Graham Norton, but with the personality traits of a boiled turd. All flounce, and no bounce; an EGO in a hissy fit. Come the revolution, I know where and to whom the white hot poker is being applied.

NB: I feel a completely unrelated rant brewing, but I'm not sure if I have the time to do anything other than simmer...

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Well, the Accies' winning streak failed to continue. We was beat good and proper last night in week two of the quiz season by Rosslyn Park.

Three of the four players on the Rosslyn Park side are GOOD EGGS who we have known for many years and who, it has to be said, are probably better quizzers than we on the Accies. Not that we let that get in the way of BEER and bravado.

Unfortunately, their current fourth team member is a tosser of the finest cheddar. Almost as camp as Graham Norton, but with the personality traits of a boiled turd. All flounce, and no bounce; an EGO in a hissy fit. Come the revolution, I know where and to whom the white hot poker is being applied.

NB: I feel a completely unrelated rant brewing, but I'm not sure if I have the time to do anything other than simmer...

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By God but we're busy at work. I mean it's no surprise, it's that time of year, but wow.

I had intended to write a long rant this evening, but quite frankly I don't have it in me right now. I guess I'm not as annoyed as I thought I was - it's not anything at work or anything like that, no; Bryan's been paying attention to the world of politics again, you see. I say politics, but it's hardly that these days, and it ain't getting any better. The rant will still come, but I shall polish it mentally for a while until I feel up to the task of putting into words. Just rattling along like this is more amenable to my mental and physical state right now.

Having a heap of stuff to get through at work is generally a good thing, but I have to confess that I'm finding it rather draining right now. I have a picture to finish, a model, too. I'd also quite like to write something other than the pending rant and odd LJ entries, but lethargy is the dominant force right here, right now. I have just enough energy to faff around doing this and looking a few things up on the web, then I shall drag myself off for a shower and a - for me - early night.

We have just advertised for a new minion at work. And I have just found out that I shall be managing said lackey. Oh dear, that means I shall have two underlings. I do so hate managing people; I really much prefer doing stuff myself and then passing the filing on to some faceless functionary once it's done. I find it hard enough to motivate myself sometimes, putting the fear of God into some work shy fop is just too much hassle. It's a skill I've never mastered really, and as a consequence I am the biggest pushover of a boss you could ever hope to work for. I hate having a boss peering over my shoulder all the time, and hate having to do it to someone else.

This all means that I tend to be quite lenient and forgiving - I wish I was my boss. I'd give myself good reports (not too glowing) and leave myself to get on with things in my own good time provided that the work got done. I might even take myself out for a congratulatory pint now and then, provided I got on well with myself and was the affable type.

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By God but we're busy at work. I mean it's no surprise, it's that time of year, but wow.

I had intended to write a long rant this evening, but quite frankly I don't have it in me right now. I guess I'm not as annoyed as I thought I was - it's not anything at work or anything like that, no; Bryan's been paying attention to the world of politics again, you see. I say politics, but it's hardly that these days, and it ain't getting any better. The rant will still come, but I shall polish it mentally for a while until I feel up to the task of putting into words. Just rattling along like this is more amenable to my mental and physical state right now.

Having a heap of stuff to get through at work is generally a good thing, but I have to confess that I'm finding it rather draining right now. I have a picture to finish, a model, too. I'd also quite like to write something other than the pending rant and odd LJ entries, but lethargy is the dominant force right here, right now. I have just enough energy to faff around doing this and looking a few things up on the web, then I shall drag myself off for a shower and a - for me - early night.

We have just advertised for a new minion at work. And I have just found out that I shall be managing said lackey. Oh dear, that means I shall have two underlings. I do so hate managing people; I really much prefer doing stuff myself and then passing the filing on to some faceless functionary once it's done. I find it hard enough to motivate myself sometimes, putting the fear of God into some work shy fop is just too much hassle. It's a skill I've never mastered really, and as a consequence I am the biggest pushover of a boss you could ever hope to work for. I hate having a boss peering over my shoulder all the time, and hate having to do it to someone else.

This all means that I tend to be quite lenient and forgiving - I wish I was my boss. I'd give myself good reports (not too glowing) and leave myself to get on with things in my own good time provided that the work got done. I might even take myself out for a congratulatory pint now and then, provided I got on well with myself and was the affable type.