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minervasoloHead hurts from the sleepy. Feet hurt from the standing.
Amused by a Shell lorry on the way home, which had "Emo Oil Ltd" on the front.
After having had many people argue at them, the kitchen is now coming tomorrow. At around lunch, thank god (lie in!).
I have just been reminded that, once again, I've probably missed my supervisor meeting. Oops.
Work was good. There were biscuits, but I never got to finish one in one go. I fell kinda bad, because I was helping a very sweet kid and her (slightly pushy) grandparents, and I had to run to the Post Office, and then I had to go home. I wanted to enthuse with the little girl some more. There's a certain age range, about 8-12, that's just brilliant to help. They know how much psace they have, they know what colours will match, they know how much money they have and, most importantly, they know what they want. S is the epitome of this, who once brought in a cardboard cut out of the floor psce to make sure all of the furniture would fit, and who is currently paying for a £500 house in monthly installments. I fully believe she'll do it, too, without help.
Saw Patch at lunch. was good.
Remembered a dream I had last night. I dreamt that![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
zombie_thing had died in his sleep. Very peacefully, as though of old age. I got kinda stuck on the fact that we'd all owed him for the electric bill, and I'd paid my share online, so he'd got it before he died. The dream may have morphed back and forth between this and a very similar situation involving my gran and her birthday present. It wasn't an unpleasent dream, though i felt kinda like I was in shock and was going to be very upset soon.
Amused by a Shell lorry on the way home, which had "Emo Oil Ltd" on the front.
After having had many people argue at them, the kitchen is now coming tomorrow. At around lunch, thank god (lie in!).
I have just been reminded that, once again, I've probably missed my supervisor meeting. Oops.
Work was good. There were biscuits, but I never got to finish one in one go. I fell kinda bad, because I was helping a very sweet kid and her (slightly pushy) grandparents, and I had to run to the Post Office, and then I had to go home. I wanted to enthuse with the little girl some more. There's a certain age range, about 8-12, that's just brilliant to help. They know how much psace they have, they know what colours will match, they know how much money they have and, most importantly, they know what they want. S is the epitome of this, who once brought in a cardboard cut out of the floor psce to make sure all of the furniture would fit, and who is currently paying for a £500 house in monthly installments. I fully believe she'll do it, too, without help.
Saw Patch at lunch. was good.
Remembered a dream I had last night. I dreamt that
zombie_thing had died in his sleep. Very peacefully, as though of old age. I got kinda stuck on the fact that we'd all owed him for the electric bill, and I'd paid my share online, so he'd got it before he died. The dream may have morphed back and forth between this and a very similar situation involving my gran and her birthday present. It wasn't an unpleasent dream, though i felt kinda like I was in shock and was going to be very upset soon.
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Date: 11/10/06 10:33 pm (UTC)