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Do conscientious brunettes exist?
Oct. 13th, 2020 09:54 pmA day later than planned, but here are the notes of last week:
1. My job (well, a job) is being made permanent. I mean, it's my job, in the sense that I'll be the one doing it, but it's slightly different to what I'm currently doing. I had to apply for it as an internal vacancy. Inching forward.
2. In other work news, those of us working from home had to have a home ergonomic assessment. The workplace safety man came round and inspected my home office. Did you know you're not supposed to have your keyboard raised by those little feet? It's supposed to be flat. You're also supposed to regularly change which hand uses the mouse. I scoffed at that, and he admitted that he never did it either.
3. Daylight savings started. That crept up on me. This means the clock in my car is right again, because it was daylight savings when we went into lockdown six months ago and I've barely driven since.
4. We are trying a bar of shampoo. A solid block of shampoo, like soap, but not soap. And no plastic bottle. It's... okay. It feels a bit weird putting a block to my head and rubbing, but it does lather up beautifully.
5. It feels like supermarket shopping has been back to normal for months now, but every now and then I look for something only to find an empty shelf. This week's missing items: my mother's favourite St. Dalfour jam (imported from France), Alistair's favourite Felix Party Mix (from Thailand) and my Kiri Greek Style Spreadable Cream Cheese (from Poland, unexpectedly). It's the Party Mix that's the real problem. Life would not be worth living if we run out of that. I've taken to buying a packet whenever I see it like a toilet paper hoarder, so I've now got eight packets of it, mostly Dairy Delight flavour, which he likes, and BBQ Bonanza flavour, which he doesn't.
6. News of a political corruption investigation in New South Wales today: The politician being investigated couldn't submit his phone and iPad to the investigators, he said, as they had suffered "an unfortunate tractor accident". Don't you hate when that happens?
And let's finish with a little music meme from![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
emma2403:
Write the first song that comes to mind with that thing in the title.
A Place: Vienna - Ultravox
A Food: Peaches - The Presidents of the United States of America
A Drink: Cigarettes and Chocolate Milk - Rufus Wainwright
Animal: My Lovely Horse - Father Ted
A Number: 9 to 5 - Dolly Parton
Color: I See Red - Split Enz
Boy's Name: Daniel - Elton John
Girl's Name: Eloise - The Damned
Profession: Son of a Preacher Man - Dusty Springfield
A Vehicle: Little Red Corvette - Prince
1. My job (well, a job) is being made permanent. I mean, it's my job, in the sense that I'll be the one doing it, but it's slightly different to what I'm currently doing. I had to apply for it as an internal vacancy. Inching forward.
2. In other work news, those of us working from home had to have a home ergonomic assessment. The workplace safety man came round and inspected my home office. Did you know you're not supposed to have your keyboard raised by those little feet? It's supposed to be flat. You're also supposed to regularly change which hand uses the mouse. I scoffed at that, and he admitted that he never did it either.
3. Daylight savings started. That crept up on me. This means the clock in my car is right again, because it was daylight savings when we went into lockdown six months ago and I've barely driven since.
4. We are trying a bar of shampoo. A solid block of shampoo, like soap, but not soap. And no plastic bottle. It's... okay. It feels a bit weird putting a block to my head and rubbing, but it does lather up beautifully.
5. It feels like supermarket shopping has been back to normal for months now, but every now and then I look for something only to find an empty shelf. This week's missing items: my mother's favourite St. Dalfour jam (imported from France), Alistair's favourite Felix Party Mix (from Thailand) and my Kiri Greek Style Spreadable Cream Cheese (from Poland, unexpectedly). It's the Party Mix that's the real problem. Life would not be worth living if we run out of that. I've taken to buying a packet whenever I see it like a toilet paper hoarder, so I've now got eight packets of it, mostly Dairy Delight flavour, which he likes, and BBQ Bonanza flavour, which he doesn't.
6. News of a political corruption investigation in New South Wales today: The politician being investigated couldn't submit his phone and iPad to the investigators, he said, as they had suffered "an unfortunate tractor accident". Don't you hate when that happens?
And let's finish with a little music meme from
emma2403:Write the first song that comes to mind with that thing in the title.
A Place: Vienna - Ultravox
A Food: Peaches - The Presidents of the United States of America
A Drink: Cigarettes and Chocolate Milk - Rufus Wainwright
Animal: My Lovely Horse - Father Ted
A Number: 9 to 5 - Dolly Parton
Color: I See Red - Split Enz
Boy's Name: Daniel - Elton John
Girl's Name: Eloise - The Damned
Profession: Son of a Preacher Man - Dusty Springfield
A Vehicle: Little Red Corvette - Prince