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Monday monday monday monday. Dredge dredge dredge. Caffeine caffeine. Yawn.
I need to make use of my lunch break more effectively. I can never quite manage to amuse myself for an hour and avoid getting involved with work. If I was a true child of the public service I'd be leaping off to my morning and afternoon tea breaks, and disappear for the full 60 minutes of my lunch hour (between the regulated start and stop times, of course). And I guess i'd be turning up at 8:45am and leaving on the dot at 5:15, or whatever it is. I suppose I may as well wear a suit, while I'm at it. Oh, and don't forget the lobotomy...
DId I mention I wouldn't mind a new job ? The problem is, though, that I really really don't know what I want to do next. I've been spending the last few years enjoying the view, without really looking forward to anything. There is no 5 year plan. I won't be retiring at the age of 50 after having climbed/slept/bought my way to the top. I've explained this before. Sorry :P