BORED

[ms.peachy]

Oh god I'm so bored at work today. Because I'm wating on a few other people for different parts of projects I'm working on, I'm sort of at an impasse until at least 15:00 before I can really do any more work and the effort of trying to look busy is killing me.

Anybody got any work-safe site suggestions I can go check out in an effort to look like I'm doing research, or something?

[ms.peachy]

Whaddaya having for lunch? I just heated up some pork in a cider & cream sauce with some colcannon.

[synch]

Hmmm... pork...

I just had a pizza with spicy sausage.

[ms.peachy]

I am in London. It's lunchtime.

[ms.peachy]

now I have heartburn. :(

[alexandra]

i started school at noon today, had chemistry for 70 minutes, then went home. (y)

[na§tee]

cos i am a big nerd i quite like
gizmodo.com and
shinyshiny.tv while at work.
i also do all the competitions on the guardian website: www.guardian.co.uk/eventsandoffers
in the hope that my idleness will produce some swag. yup.

[Echewta]

you'll be getting a package soon peachy, don't be bored.

[ms.peachy]

you'll be getting a package soon peachy, don't be bored.
Oh how exciting :) Don't forget to tell me how much monet I owes ya; I've got your card all stamped and addressed and ready but I haven't sent it because I need to write you a check. Or, as they put it over here, "cheque".

I am less bored now because i got back some info that I needed about an hour ago, and since have been able to input some data into a project I have been working on for the better part of a year, and send it off for review and then it goes on our museum website and voila! I am finis with that, for ever and always. Which is swell, because I was hoping to get it done before the holidays so that when I came back next year I would never have to look at it again. And success!

So, to sum up: I was bored, then I ate pork, and finished a project. Good for me.

[ms.peachy]

So I leave work and get to the tube station and find out my line is not running. Pain in the ass, but OK, I can still get home, just going to take me a little longer, have to change trains, be a little more crowded, whatever. So I get on with that and yeah it's a drag - takes me ages & the other trains are packed. Still, I'm trying to keep in good humour about the whole thing.

So finally, finally, I get to my stop and I get off the platform and the "up" escalator is stopped, and there's no lift at this station. Figures. And, it's A LOT of stairs. So I just kind of groaned to myself and figured the sooner I start, the sooner it's over, and started slowly walking up. I wasn't going very fast, being a big preggo and all, so most people are passing me by, which is fine, of course.

About halfway up, my heart is pounding and I start to feel a bit dizzy. After all, I've got this higher blood pressure now, right? So I stop to take a few deep breaths and this fuckface behind me says rudely in his whiny-ass nasal voice "Could we perhaps not stop moving forward, please."

Oh, lordy.

I just turned around and said "Excuse me BUT. I am presently involved in growing a small human being inside of my belly, and when you can do that, then you can tell me when to walk and when not to but UNTIL then, I am going to go at my own pace, if it's all the same to you, OK?"

It was a pretty good show I reckon; I had the finger up and the Shaniqua-goes-to-the-Ricki-Lake-show ghetto-neck-bob working and everything. I'm feeling quite pleased with myself for actually beinng there in the moment with it, as it so easily could have been one of those situations where you think of the perfect thing to have said two hours after the fact, you know?

Man, you shoulda seen that guy's face. Go, me (y)

[TAL]

Pork = less boredom