T'eyla Minh

Not a good morning so far... Upon getting to work, I had to take the stairs because for some reason the lift decided not to work. Of course, it was fully functional again not five minutes later... And then MS Word decided to crash for no apparent reason (although it seems to be fine now, and I didn't lose anything important...)

And it's Tuesday, so I'm here until at least 5.45... meh.

I keep waking up at 5.30am lately, too. The same happened to Paul after we moved the room around, but to be honest I've been waking up at 5.30am for quite a while. Maybe I should just... get up when that happens. Do some washing or something. Mind you, last night we ended up going to sleep at about 10.15, which might account for it...

Actually, I probably should have anticipated this: the network went down last night at around 3.45pm and it's usually a portent of doom that work is going to be doubly annoying as a result. As it happened, I was leaving at 4.00 anyway, but unfortunately had to first solve the problem of what to do with the document I was working on. Especially as Word crashed, so I then couldn't open the other (already saved) document to print it off, and also (due to network outage) couldn't email the docs to the fee earner in question.

Instead, I had to print off the one that was open (and thankfully autorecovered) and save it to My Documents and then put a little post-it on the print-out saying that a) the network was down; b) the printed document is not on the network drive and I will move it tomorrow; and c) the non-printed document IS on the network drive and its reference is XXX. (Just in case the network came back later and she wanted to work on it...)

Which I didn't think was too complicated, but apparently so. Probably should have just left it at "I'll email them tomorrow".

I am constantly amazed by how the presence of a computer can turn ordinarily intelligent people (and in this case we're talking solicitors) into trembling balls of paranoid fear. And the way people manage to conveniently forget all the things they already know when faced with being asked to do something familiar in an unfamiliar way. Meh.

(The network is okay again this morning, but still a little ponderous...)

My tattoo is still healing, although some of the scab is weird and squidgy instead of crusty, mostly where it bled profusely. I should probably have a shower tomorrow and aid the falling-off process... At least it's not itching...

How very annoying.  I spent the majority of this morning writing an LJ entry, and then forgot to email it home to myself.  Bugger.  Probably just as well, though, as I was annoyingly pre-menstrual this morning and it was mostly full of whinging.  It does, however, also comprise a write-up of Sunday and Monday's activities, so I might just post it tomorrow morning instead...

Anyway.  I went to get my prescription from the doctor's and there was no hassle whatsoever (my old surgery would probably have lost it or held onto it until I physically put it into their 'repeat prescriptions box'...) and will pick it up from Boots tomorrow, which means I can give wrysprygoat his inhaler back. :)

The thing I now realise I forgot to put into it is that Paul and I are buying each other tattoos for our anniversary.  Er, not matching ones or anything, that would be weird.  But I can't decide what to get, and given I have bits of my body reserved for other tattos I may never get (but hold out for nonetheless), I'm sort of at a loss...

Paul thinks I should make a start on getting the stars done on my left leg.  I want them to start at my ankle and go all the way up my leg, around the leg, in all different shapes and sizes with a few maybe coloured in.  But my legs are too flabby at the moment so I don't want to get it done, lose weight and have it go saggy.  The tattoo place in Kings Heath had some lovely little butterfly tattoos, but I don't know where I'd get it...  I'm also sort of restricted by work.  Marie knows about all of them and doesn't mind, but, you know.  I don't want a big one on my forehead or anything. :)  I should really get my POTO one finished, but I still need to work on the design to get it right.

Any suggestions?

Why, we spend what's left of it, that's what.

My mum came today to pack the first half of my stuff to take home, and also so I could take her to the tattooing place to show her the wondrous and fantabulous designs they've got.  She's had another dragon, this time on her thigh.  And of course, tattoo breeds tattoo, so I had to get another one...

( I'm addicted and proud of it )

But before that, we discovered a pretty gothstuff shop near Another World and I bough teH most c00lest flares EVAR!!

( Dude. I'm serious. )

well, if frightened is crazy, i must be, too, because that really does sound like a frelling fantastic idea...

anyone willing to do it, too? i'll do it if someone else does...

(just the thought of having a random word tattooed on me somewhere. it rocks.)

i was reminded of this today in critical theory, since it's about as post-modern as they come... although to explain exactly how would probably take too long, and my brain has shut off from post-modernism for the moment... learning about post-modernism is post-modern. and i, by wearing a t-shirt with betty boop on the front, am kitsch. how drad is that?

note to self: stop channelling chiana.

have made appointment with dave, who is apparently brave enough to tackle being my tutor for the topic of fanfiction in my independent studies, and it's on thursday. i wonder if i get any bonus points for coming in a) on my day off and b) on my birthday...?

and with that not-so-subtle hint ;) i shall leave you... need to buy loo roll and tissues and am starving. odds are i'll be here another hour...

... i have decided to get another tattoo. i've seen the one i want and it costs £60. but since i should get about £35 for last night, that's half of it paid for ;) (and heck, i get loan soon, and will hopefully have a job when i'm back in derby.) anyway, it's comedy/tragedy masks, shaped like devils, and it's beauteous.

however, i got boreded, and vaguely inspired to do something in photoshop, and started messing around with my miscellaneous moulin rouge scans. i've thought for a while that the little truth-beauty-freedom-love logos would make fabulous tattoos, as would most of the little doodles they use, so, i created this:

( well, a variation on a theme, anyway )

it'll probably be smaller, better defined, and, um, simpler, but... i wonder how much that'd cost?