There can be only one...

Sometimes the world just rewards the geek.

I have just received a letter by email from LB Brent applying for a Direction. Nothing particularly interesting in that, it’s just normal work-a-day stuff.

But the letter has been copied to their Director of Finance, one Duncan MacLeod.

Fantastic.

Talk about policy continuity; what better way than to have an immortal?

There can be only one...

Sometimes the world just rewards the geek.

I have just received a letter by email from LB Brent applying for a Direction. Nothing particularly interesting in that, it’s just normal work-a-day stuff.

But the letter has been copied to their Director of Finance, one Duncan MacLeod.

Fantastic.

Talk about policy continuity; what better way than to have an immortal?

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Tired again, but not as tired as yesterday. Another relatively early night should put it all to rights. I didn't make it to quiz night tonight; I had plans which were thwarted by severe delays on the Northern Line.

[insert generic rant here]

Still, it does mean that i get to use the icon jimfer provided for me.

The battery in my watch died today. I was horrified all morning by the fact that it seemed to be permanently 9.05am. No short-term memory, see. Still, a nice bloke in Samuels fitted a new one, and I can relax for another 18 months or so. It's not until your watch stops working that you realise how often in the day you refer to it. Well, I do anyway. I know a whole wad of people who don't wear a watch. I don't know how they manage it, I'm a slave to time. I mean, how do you know you've prevaricated properly if you don't know how much time you've wasted?

I have taken delivery of one of my nice new TARDISes. This is the phone flasher I mentioned here. I think they're already sick of it at work, since the sound FX work whenever you turn it on, as well as when someone phones, so I decided it was probably best to bring it home. Apart from which, it's not likely to get half-inched here at the Athenaeum Club. In the office things have a habit of disappearing if they aren't bolted down. Including, bizarrely, our Divisional Manager's coat a few weeks back.

Time, I think, to turn in and catch some Zs. It's just turned pumpkin hour after all.

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Tired again, but not as tired as yesterday. Another relatively early night should put it all to rights. I didn't make it to quiz night tonight; I had plans which were thwarted by severe delays on the Northern Line.

[insert generic rant here]

Still, it does mean that i get to use the icon jimfer provided for me.

The battery in my watch died today. I was horrified all morning by the fact that it seemed to be permanently 9.05am. No short-term memory, see. Still, a nice bloke in Samuels fitted a new one, and I can relax for another 18 months or so. It's not until your watch stops working that you realise how often in the day you refer to it. Well, I do anyway. I know a whole wad of people who don't wear a watch. I don't know how they manage it, I'm a slave to time. I mean, how do you know you've prevaricated properly if you don't know how much time you've wasted?

I have taken delivery of one of my nice new TARDISes. This is the phone flasher I mentioned here. I think they're already sick of it at work, since the sound FX work whenever you turn it on, as well as when someone phones, so I decided it was probably best to bring it home. Apart from which, it's not likely to get half-inched here at the Athenaeum Club. In the office things have a habit of disappearing if they aren't bolted down. Including, bizarrely, our Divisional Manager's coat a few weeks back.

Time, I think, to turn in and catch some Zs. It's just turned pumpkin hour after all.