I feel like roadkill. I didn't even drink yesterday: how is this fair?
My coworker, let's call her Lanky!Woman, has gone to Tim Horton's for a coffee run, which is the best news I've had all day.
I'm going to have to do an online CPIC course today. I'd rather have a nap.
In other news, I've been reading Michael Slade, and I think that in spite of his reputation for good research, he is officially Making Shit Up in order to make his novel more compelling. Nothing wrong with that, mind, but there is no section in the RCMP called Special X, and never has been according to my colleagues. Heh. Goes to show: when I read these books a few years back, I just assumed it was true.
Okay, back to work.
My coworker, let's call her Lanky!Woman, has gone to Tim Horton's for a coffee run, which is the best news I've had all day.
I'm going to have to do an online CPIC course today. I'd rather have a nap.
In other news, I've been reading Michael Slade, and I think that in spite of his reputation for good research, he is officially Making Shit Up in order to make his novel more compelling. Nothing wrong with that, mind, but there is no section in the RCMP called Special X, and never has been according to my colleagues. Heh. Goes to show: when I read these books a few years back, I just assumed it was true.
Okay, back to work.