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Weathering   
12:24pm 27/02/2004
 
mood: appologetic
If you're in Wales, and it's snowing, I'm really ever so sorry. It was a completely unavoidable bi-product of the stratosphere insulation I'm afraid.
 
     

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Oh dear!   
10:40pm 26/02/2004
 
mood: complacent
I must beg for your forgiveness for I have sinned, though really not intentionally.

I know I haven't updated this strange contraption for such a very long time, but I do have a very good excuse. There's been a huge controversy up here about "computers", whether they belong to our lot or them downstairs, and they've been strictly off limits.

There was an internal investigation, but the presence of American educational children’s groups cinched it for our side. This is unusual, because we very rarely win when issues get around to internal politic level. They do have some exceptionally good lawyers you see, and we really can’t compete. Television being a note worthy example of the problems.

I can't say it's worried me overly to be working with a paper medium again, as it's been a real joy to be able to get the old library cards back out, but we seem to be interactive once more now any who.

It's lovely to be able to watch you all typing merrily away from up here, knowing that your souls are at least theoretically safe.
 
     

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12:04pm 17/09/2003
 
mood: worried
There's been major spillage in thunderbolts. This comes under my jurisdiction as they're due to be upgraded to freak internal combustion and ultrasound frequencies soon, and would have been were we running to schedule.

That means I'm liable.

Panic now people.
 
     

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12:52pm 11/09/2003
 
mood: distressed
Lucifer
Lucifer: Angel of the starlight, you are often
confused with being evil in your quiet
contemplations... Underneath it all you are
actually the most beautiful angel of all, and
God likes u more... the others are just
jealous. What do they know anyways.


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Oh Lord, is this an omen? I’ve tried to do your will, I have always tried...It's just builders are so testy, and they will insist on eating all the biscuits with the pink icing, and...oh Lord, your Mightyness, I bow down before you...just please...don't...don't...Oh God. I am so sorry. I will never call the planning officer a "twit" again...I know I ered, and it will never tarnish my halo again. I am so very, very sorry...
 
     

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Sinner   
02:04pm 29/08/2003
 
mood: cranky
You might have noticed that I haven’t been around for the last little while. I was temporarily transferred over to sinning after the staff cut backs down there. Basically they cut back, so everyone in the department went on strike, leaving a slightly more skeletal staff than anticipated.

I'm back now though, only to find that in my absence the builders stopped working and started making paper chains with my headed note paper. How I love my employment.
 
     

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Icon   
05:43pm 18/07/2003
 
mood: artistic
Things up here have bee hectic, but in between the hubble and the endless droning meetings, I found the time to find an icon. Rather handsome, isn't it? I didn't have one before, and the corner of the page looked rather empty and lonely up there, so I got one. I hope you like it.
 
     

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Tea Drinking   
12:39pm 04/07/2003
 
mood: aggravated
My day, as usual, is not going well, so I have resorted to tea drinking. And quizzing. The two are interelated. See below for details.Black Tea
You are Black Tea!
You are dignified and a little bitter, percieved as
very traditional. You go well with sugar,
milk, lemon, etc. You make the best out of any
circumstances.


What herbal tea are you?
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In case you should wish to purchase me...   
12:27pm 23/06/2003
 
mood: amused
Celiaflewover
LJ Barcode
LJ username:
 
     

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Paper   
12:21pm 23/06/2003
 
mood: busy
The papers on my desk are stacked so high that they reached the ceiling two days ago, and I now have to go up a stepladder to stack them on the corresponding area of roof. This is not amusing, as I'm slightly worried that they'll blow away in a freak weather storm.
 
     

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My LJ name means...   
10:26pm 19/06/2003
 
mood: amused
celiaflewover
Magic Number16
JobComputer Nerd
PersonalityI'd Quite Like One
TemperamentCool And Calm
SexualJust Say No
Likely To WinNothing
Me - In A WordEffervescent
Colour
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Well, the personality point is correct. As for sex, there really isnt much up here to be perfectly honest. Every one's a little too straight laced. And I do like green. I once won a Mars Bar as a boobie prize, though I don't think that counts. It's suprising how much this thing kows really.
 
     

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Perilous   
10:42pm 18/06/2003
 
mood: furious
I am perilously, perilously close to swearing my halo out the window. It’s been that sort of day.
 
     

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Important cloud area   
11:18am 17/06/2003
 
mood: stressed
Celia is on a tea break. Lemon herbal tea to soothe the nerves, and believe me, my nerves need soothing today.

I may have mentioned that though I have a team (home working currently) I don't have a building. Mainly because no one can decide things about the plumbing. Every one agrees that drains are a really good idea, but no one had any clear idea where to put them.

Today, they finally submitted the plans to the local council for approval, only for it to turn out those blasted drains cut across the corner of an area of archaeological cloud importance, as they're having to be trailed out from the main buildings. THe entire process of wrangling will have to be repeated.

I may just make every one bring thermos flasks and a potty with them to work.
 
     

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Co-ordinated paper clips   
06:48pm 15/06/2003
 
mood: tedious
I've spent the day colour co-ordinating the paper clip problem with all the phones off the hook, as nobody but me turned up for work today. Consequently, I did a quiz.


You are Proverbs
You are Proverbs.


Which book of the Bible are you?
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The great twenty seven page questionnaire   
01:00pm 15/06/2003
 
mood: cynical
Page one: What is your name? A logical enough question.

Page four: Why do you feel you would be suited to this job? Eminently obvious answer.

Page five: List personal qualities and interests needed for this job. You need to be interested in your job?

Page fifteen: How good are you at making coffee? For two hundred? All at the same time? I suppose reasonable for a large department. Start at the bottom and work your way up and all.

Page twenty seven: What's your favourite flavour of ambrosia custard? What??!?


Now I know that government forms are always intentionally prying. Not only do they need to know about your criminal record but about the time you pulled a girls hair age four, the cannabis you didn't inhale at university, and the time you dyed your hair pink and went on an animal right march. But seriously, I do think this paper is pushing the boundaries a little. I mean, I know how confidential the confidentiality policy actually is. I wrote section 24.v.b of it, and I wouldn't trust it further than I could throw it. And that wouldn't be very far, seeing as it's written on stone.

I’m not filling this thing in. Forget the job, I’ll stay where I am. Stupid idea in the first place. I don’t even know my great, great, grandmother’s maiden name any way.
 
     

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Twenty Seven pages of Burocracy and a Cherub   
10:20am 11/06/2003
 
mood: Bemused
In fact, scratch the whole God damned idea.

The answer to how hard is it to get five minutes with Christina: Hard. Very hard. In fact, anyone below Jesus can forget getting an appointment this year.

I spent fourteen minutes arguing with the girl at the reception area. Her name badger said "Magdalena". I'm seriously considering lodging a formal complaint about her conduct and behaviour. I even tried the "I'm a busy and important angel" line. I flashed ID badges. Did I get through? Did I Hell. Girl just stood there varnishing her nails and resolutely ignoring me.

Finally some one from Divinities came through that I knew, and they got some one out to talk to me, but only a moronic cherub with a clipboard. Anyway, it took me half the time I spent there trying to get the cherub to understand what I wanted.

For some reason, he thought it was really funny that I wanted to transfer in. As I was leaving I heard him telling a martyr everything I'd said. They were both laughing. Don't know why.

Anyway, that's beside the point. I got the forms for transfer alright. All twenty seven pages of them. I'll read them over this evening, but frankly, I'm rapidly going off this idea.
 
     

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Muzak   
12:57pm 10/06/2003
 
mood: Getting irritated. Slightly.
Scratch the idea below. I'll visit in person.

The automatic answering machine has been playing a muzak version of Mozart for the last twenty five minutes, and there's no sign of salvation coming any time soon.

How hard can it be to get a five minute interview with Christina, after all?
 
     

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Right job?   
12:43pm 10/06/2003
 
mood: peaceful
It's lunch break, and I have egg and cress sandwiches. How nice. I feel at peace with the world, and I'm going quizzing, as there's very little else to occupy my time with. angel
You are going to be a guardian angel for many
people! You are going to be floating on clouds
and wearing white for eternity. You better get
fitted for your wings and halo soon.


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I had considered a change of department, before I got roped into this job. How I hate side ways promotion. Perhaps the quiz is right, maybe I should consider a career change? I'll get in touch with the equal opportunities buro this evening. What a wonderful quiz.
 
     

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On yer bike.   
11:10am 10/06/2003
 
mood: annoyed
The paper clip episode gets more desperate. Have you ever tried to get this many paper clips on public transport? And of course, thanks to the eco warriors up in planetary hardware, woe betides anyone with their own car for carrying the things in.

It took a grand total of fourteen trips to get them all into the office, and a grand total of £34.57 including returns in bus fare. I can tell you right now, it's going on the expenses as £35.00. I may be angelic, but I'm not a bloody saint.
 
     

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Paper Clips   
05:32pm 09/06/2003
 
mood: confused
For some obscure reason forty thousand paper clips in varying shades of green and pink, have just been delivered to my home address. They're currently stacked in small boxes up the walls of my living room. I'm not entirely sure what I'm supposed to do with them. I'm toying with the idea of crying.
 
     

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I am light   
12:15pm 09/06/2003
 
mood: sympathetic
Light
Light Angel. You are pure and delicate. You help
others and you care for others. You are
beautiful, so don't let anyone tell you
otherwise


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Well, that's nice.

I am beautiful, though I don't look much like the thing in the picture. I'm mostly a pale ethereal glow. Very odd the way these mortals imagine we look. Apparently it has something to do with the fact that there eyes burn out rather easily, so they've never got a decent look, poor things.
 
     

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