by Emsbabee
@ 2007-06-27 - 15:02:16
So, am plodding towards Friday, my final day at work. Actually, it's more like crawling backwards. Blindfolded. I have tied up every loose end imaginable, and even gone back and unpicked a few, just so I can tie them up again. But I've finally run out of things to do, so am resorting to working my way steadily through a packet of tobacco, only pausing to hack up bits of lung.
Leaving do tonight though. Whoop! Thank god there isn't going to be a photocopier in the vicinity, or I'd be astride it, handing out blown-up horror prints of every possible bit I'd managed to copy. I feel so wired today. Like I'm going to do something incredibly stupid, and not even care.
Ride a washing machine into town for example.