GBP!

Many happy returns to mhw!

Oh, for he's a jolly good fellow!
For he's a jolly good fellow!
For he's a jolly good fe-e-llow!
And so say all of us!

Whee!

I knew how it would end

I finished the first season of the crack to which t! introduced me last week. I knew, logically, how it had to end.

The bastards strung me along right to the last minute. I kept thinking "Maybe I'm wrong. Maybe she won't die." Right up to the last minute. Bastards.

The traitor made perfect sense. I never saw it coming, after the first episode, but it made perfect sense. And damn, but that woman speaks good German. Love the accent.

Nina has beautiful eyes. *siiiigh*

Mason kills me. The best scene ever was watching him and Bauer in a field. Jack vaults over the fence, all nerves and energy and aiee! Mason gives him a look halfway between pity and disgust, walks over to the gate, pushes it partway open, and gingerly steps over the low chain. The perfect demonstration of the difference between their personalities and their way of doing things. Mason thinks ahead, Jack charges without pausing. Mason gets farther ahead generally, but is hampered when split-second decisions need to be made.

Beautiful.

The murder-cover-up subplot got on my nerves. Well done, but annoying. Possibly because the son was the least sympathetic character in the entire show, including the terrorists.

Karaoke and other random work stuff

So it's Employee Week at the National Bank. That meant that my lunch hour was disrupted by really bad karaoke in half of the cafeteria. I often wonder if there's any such thing as good karaoke, but I suppose there must be, if I'm to take drood's entries on the matter seriously.

Everyone in the department is gone except me. They have an afternoon of activities planned, which, as I understand it, involves driving around in a limo to the various sites the department has financed, and then onto a cooking lesson somewhere, after which they will eat the dinner they've just cooked.

I wasn't told any of this until, oh, about three hours ago. It's a good thing I eavesdrop on conversations (the ones that happen five feet from my desk, that is, since I can't really hear much further than that), otherwise I would never have known that I was meant to hold down the fort here while they were all away. Boss!Lady was very contrite when she remembered she hadn't told me. But then, she's always contrite whenever I remind her that she hasn't hired me, too. Not that I'm bitter. :P

Actually, I'm not altogether disappointed I'm not going. It means I don't have to spend seven or so hours in the close proximity of people whom I only like on a professional basis. Also, I have plans tonight, which I would have had to cancel had I been invited to this.

It also means that I have the entire office to myself for the afternoon. Whee! :::throws a party:::