I was booed at work. Apparently it is a good thing. I came back from lunch and there was a bag of candy at my desk. If I had known candy was on its way, I would not have gone to lunch. There was also a paper explaining that I had to put this picture of a ghost up on my cubicle to let everyone know I was "booed" and that I had to "boo" 2 other co-workers tomorrow. I was chagrined to be roped into doing something nice for others without my prior consent - this is like the office equivalent of a chain-letter. Then I realized that there were Tootsie Rolls in my bag and I immediately felt better. I noticed that some cubicles had these photocopied ghost photos up this week, but I had no idea this was going on. I just thought the office was being decorated for Halloween by really depressed people (which is not that far off from the truth). The moral of the story: uh, Tootsie Rolls justify minor inconveniences.
Sweet Lord, I've started vidding "Mission Temple Fireworks Stand." I can actually see most of it in my head - there is still a part I have not worked out, but still. If it sucks - blame Dawn. "Last Stand" appears to be finished. I'll have to look at it again tomorrow to be certain, I'm too sleepy now.
Sweet Lord, I've started vidding "Mission Temple Fireworks Stand." I can actually see most of it in my head - there is still a part I have not worked out, but still. If it sucks - blame Dawn. "Last Stand" appears to be finished. I'll have to look at it again tomorrow to be certain, I'm too sleepy now.
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Date: 2002-10-11 05:06 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2002-10-11 05:29 am (UTC)Sqeeage here there and everywhere
Date: 2002-10-11 08:05 pm (UTC)Me, bitter?
Oh, you betcha. :)