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mousmeMy supervisor (well, technically not my supervisor, but one of the supervisors) just made me log out of my post so that Psycho!Blonde can log in there. I wanted to work admin today, and she came in late, which meant I was all logged in, well-ensconced and in my start-the-day routine. I am now in a surly mood, because I hate having my morning routine disrupted, especially because the supervisor thinks we don't "rotate" enough between positions. Hell, the damn positions are ALL interchangeable, except Admin, which has all the faxes and so forth. Couldn't this have waited until tomorrow?
Gnarr.
Anyway, we've had a busy week. Eight raids over two days, including the arrest of Lacroix (of Norbourg fame) on additional charges of fraud. Let's hope this time he gets more than a slap on the wrist. I missed getting to see him brought in in handcuffs, which makes me a little sad. ;) Things are hopping along, in other words.
I bought myself an ivy plant to prettify my bedroom, and as a reward to myself for all the cleaning I've been doing. In the past two years or so I've become much more responsible about the care and feeding of my plant life, and so I have allowed myself the purchase of a new one to keep my three current ones company. I debated on whether to get a spider-plant, but given the fate of my last one (Gretzky loved it to death, literally), I opted against it. It is a pretty ivy plant, and I am glad to have gotten it.
I also took a nap at around 16:00, awoke at 19:00 long enough to feed the cats and give George his penultimate pill, puttered for less than an hour, and ended up going back to bed. I am feeling more rested this morning, in spite of an odd dream in which I went back to Paris with my father (I was on some sort of mission, but I can't remember much more than the fact that it was something cloak-and-dagger-esque) and that my father ended up getting in a fight with a gang of young Italian men in their twenties, who beat him up before I was able to get him out of danger. Not a restful dream, to be sure, but it wasn't quite a nightmare, either.
On the plus side, the fact that I remember that dream must mean I'm more rested than I was.
Okay. Off to face my day.
Gnarr.
Anyway, we've had a busy week. Eight raids over two days, including the arrest of Lacroix (of Norbourg fame) on additional charges of fraud. Let's hope this time he gets more than a slap on the wrist. I missed getting to see him brought in in handcuffs, which makes me a little sad. ;) Things are hopping along, in other words.
I bought myself an ivy plant to prettify my bedroom, and as a reward to myself for all the cleaning I've been doing. In the past two years or so I've become much more responsible about the care and feeding of my plant life, and so I have allowed myself the purchase of a new one to keep my three current ones company. I debated on whether to get a spider-plant, but given the fate of my last one (Gretzky loved it to death, literally), I opted against it. It is a pretty ivy plant, and I am glad to have gotten it.
I also took a nap at around 16:00, awoke at 19:00 long enough to feed the cats and give George his penultimate pill, puttered for less than an hour, and ended up going back to bed. I am feeling more rested this morning, in spite of an odd dream in which I went back to Paris with my father (I was on some sort of mission, but I can't remember much more than the fact that it was something cloak-and-dagger-esque) and that my father ended up getting in a fight with a gang of young Italian men in their twenties, who beat him up before I was able to get him out of danger. Not a restful dream, to be sure, but it wasn't quite a nightmare, either.
On the plus side, the fact that I remember that dream must mean I'm more rested than I was.
Okay. Off to face my day.
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Date: 2008-06-19 02:01 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-06-19 02:09 pm (UTC)Luckily it's in my bedroom, where they are not allowed to go. I will keep an eye out, though.
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Date: 2008-06-19 02:18 pm (UTC)Rest, Dreams, Ivy, Kitts
Date: 2008-06-19 11:59 pm (UTC)Interesting that you dreamed of rescuing your father.
I had a period of several weeks where every night was a new action flick, with really well-developed plots and all that. Never did start writing them down. I was afraid if I did, they'd all turn out to be cryptomnesia and I'd be in terrible trouble.