Seraphim's Journal of Muses

The inventor of chocolate was possibly an evil psycho professor of some kind. Chocolate was designed, I believe, with the sole purpose of expanding the waistlines and arses of office workers worldwide. (And Finance Assistants.) Due to my homesicknessy type depression, I have taken refuge in chocolate brazil nuts. And I will have Maccy D's for lunch. And for dinner, hubby and I will go to a yummy local tavern and stuff ourselves with meat. He just doesn't know this yet. Cyprus is making me fat :(

Posted by Seraphim at 10:39 AM | Permalink | Comments (2) | TrackBacks (0)

I really want to go home. I wanna go back to England. I hate this place. I want to go back to a country where I am not a minority. Where I don't get paid shit. Where people speak a sane language, and the men don't look like they have all been dipped in prime olive oil. I'm just feeling really homesick today, I want nothing more than to finish work, go back to my apartment and cry. I don't want to go back to the Valleys, where I lived before.. just somewhere nice in the country where they have proper trees and proper rain... proper wages. Where the air doesnt smell of heat and dusty sand. Where the tap water is hot, really hot. And the bread is nice. *whimpers quietly*

Posted by Seraphim at 10:58 AM | Permalink | Comments (1) | TrackBacks (0)

Oh Gods I am so bored. Bored. Bored. Bored. My brain is a little pile of mush floating somewhere down by my ankles. I'm still at work, its 20 minutes past 5 in the afternoon and I want to kill the two evil little buggers who are STILL on the contract table, wasting my time. (I bet the assholes wont even make a deal, they'll probably chicken out while buttoning up the contract so my presence here would have been totally and utterly unneeded in every single possible way. Boo hoo.)
I have read every vaguely interest-breeding article that I could find on msn, yahoo, holy moly, ivillage, and loads of other crap. I have drunk enough tea to float a large barge. Hubby decided NOT to be on msn, along with the rest of everybody that I know. Whimper, boo hoo. I want to go to the supermarket and the pharmacy. I might not get out of here for HOURS yet. Then the pharmacy, and the supermarket, will be closed. And I will be angry. Annoyed. Grumpy. I will need CUDDLES. JUst as a warning. Waaaaaaaaaaaa. *spits out dummy*.

Posted by Seraphim at 05:19 PM | Permalink | Comments (2) | TrackBacks (0)

Haha.
I was on my way to work this morning, walking as we poor but healty types do, and my phone started vibrating sweetly in my armpit, through the slightly tattered leather of my much-in-need-of-replacement work-handbag. I looked at the screen of the phone: 'Sarah'.
Hehe.
I answered the phone.
"Hey Sarah"
"WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN I HAVE BEEN TRYING TO PHONE YOU FOR DAYS!"
"I've been working, and I just keep missing your calls...."
"WHAT THE HELL IS UP WITH YOUR BELLY!??!?!!?"
*Seraphim in hysterics, cannot answer*
"Are you pregnant?? Who the hell....? The one with the odd name??"
*more hysterics, all the way to work*

For an explanation......... ask me sometime *Grins goofily* That made my day, completely....

*toddles back to her finance figures with a contented snigger*

Posted by Seraphim at 12:26 PM | Permalink | Comments (2) | TrackBacks (0)

Blah, blah, blah. I feel exactly like that. I'm blogging at work again because I have a MASSIVE headache and watching all these finance figures dance in front of my eyes is not helping in the slightest. I feel sick. *sniffle* ;)

Oh well. Hubby looked worse than me for a change this morning. I mean sick wise. He was still sexy as hell. Damn him. But anyway, I am actually looking forward to going home and looking after him because I feel so shitty and there are just tooooo maaaanny numberrrrs!!! *screams*

Posted by Seraphim at 02:01 PM | Permalink | Comments (1) | TrackBacks (0)

Well whaddya know... I am blogging at work! WORK!

Yes, I found a job. I can't type much because I don't want to get into trouble on my second day! ;) But its an admin/finance job for a timeshare company. The people are nice, the job is great - at least so far. I have to use my fingers and toes to add up the wages, but who cares.

Posted by Seraphim at 05:16 PM | Permalink | Comments (1) | TrackBacks (0)

I'm waiting for a call back from Carl about the timeshare job *tries to cross all fingers... typing slows down dramatically*, as he was driving when I called him; then I have to ring my mum (ugh), and clean the apartment, unblock the sink, do the ironing, hang the next load of washing out, send emails to Sarah, Jenni and Cassie, Whip up something vaguely acceptable for dinner tonight, etc etc. So, I had better get on with it.....

Later:

I'm trying desperately to type but its not going so well as Freja keeps jumping into my lap to see what's going on. I just managed to finally send an email to Sarah.... next I'll see if I can manage Jenni and Cassie too ;) I'm really terrible at keeping up with people lately, I feel like such a sucky friend. Hopefully things will get better in that sense once I have a more stable and settled schedule... ie, a proper job! Which brings me back to....waiting for calls *sigh* I hate waiting for people to call me, especially when it's for jobs.... Brong has gone out to see a man about a job (sounds vaguely Mafia-Movie ish....), and I'm waiting in to hear from a man about a job... meanwhile, neither of us has any money, but at least the bills are all paid up to date and we have enough dry spagetti to feed an army ;))))

Posted by Seraphim at 11:59 AM | Permalink | Comments (3) | TrackBacks (0)

Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

*sob, sob*

Anyone who has ever coded anything in their life, please pity me now.

This morning, I was opening my code editor to do a little work for one of the muds I work on. Not too much, as yesterday I had spent many hours overwriting the entire skill trainer addon, fixing and customising it for my particular area. So. This morning. I open my editor, and browse through my directory. I went to open the skilltrainer.c file that I had yesterday completed. It was hundreds of lines, neat and pretty darn perfect if I do say so myself. I worked hard enough to be able to say that, so blah. Okay. Notice how I say -was- hundreds of lines. I opened my editor, looked at the screen and saw only.......8. Eight lines of text. And it wasn't even code; it was the fucking header comment.
Well fuck me sideways.
I don't know what happened.
I did save it, because I had accessed it several times since I completed it, and everything was fine.
Noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo.
It's going to take me hours to redo. And it will never be as good the second time. And... and.... *sob*.

Posted by Seraphim at 01:22 PM | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBacks (0)

I have just seen hubby off to work again. He came home for lunch... which like a good little wifey I dutifully made and tried to best satiate all his needs whilst he was here. Now he is gone again and I am lonely, and sick-feeling. I spent some time this morning talking to Tre'vara and sorting out a few blog templates - this one (working blogroll, would ya look at that!) and the creator's blog for The Third Road MUD, which hopefully should be ready soon. (The mud, not the blog - I spent a couple of hours on the blog this morning, and I'm nearly done... I'll finish it after I cook a chilli for dinner.)
I am sick-feeling because for the past 4 weeks or so I have had an irritating cold which has progressed now and then into a coming-and-going flu-like illness. I am too darn stubborn to get into bed for a couple of days and just get rid of it, so instead it just lingers, getting worse and better whenever it feels like it. And consequentially, you lot (Lot? How many people read this, like.... one? i.e....Me?) have to listen to me whine and grimble like a grinch in a christmas store.
Talking of Christmas... somehow it already became November. I am being attacked on the streets by various snowflakes made of lightbulbs and plastic bells hanging from lamp posts. Its tacky enough to make me retch, and what -really- gets to me is that its still bright and sunny..... it feels like it should be August (if I was in England still) not Novemeber... so I'm really not in the mood to deal with this christmas shite. Not that I ever am - Its Yule all the way for me. Gimme a large log and some red and green candles, a dash of ceremonial wine and an athame, and I'm totally happy. Plus... gifts. I love buying presents..... but not when I have too. I love buying suprises. Not consumermas presents. Blech. I don't know what to get for anyone I know this year.... And I don't have the money to even buy a damn turkey so we'll be having pork chops with rice. So there. Ha.

Posted by Seraphim at 12:54 PM | Permalink | Comments (1) | TrackBacks (0)

Browsing around the blogs I read, I see that the wonderful Utopia has tagged me for this little game. As I am bored, and my fingers are numb and cold from using the mouse so much... (I have been really odd lately and in the mood to play Diablo, both the first and second games.... weird.... and cold for fingers.)... So I'll warm them up by typing this out ;)

The Rules:
List ten things that make you happy in no particular order.
Tag 0-5 friends

So here goes, 10 things that make me happy in no particular order.

1. Hugs!
2. Tea - hot, strong, milky... Mmmm...
3. Curling up under a warm blanket.
4. Red Dwarf!
5. Coding quietly while doing both number 2 and number 3.
6. Cooking, and then realising that someone actually LIKED it!!!
7. Walking in the dark when its really quiet.
8. Scuba diving - preferably at St. Georges Bay, or over in Sharm el Sheik.
9. Cookies - especially the warm, freshly baked and slightly gooey kind.
And of course.....
10. ....My hubby ;))))

Now the more difficult part.... the taggery! Hmmm.... alrighty then I know no one gives a shit, but I'll tag the only people I know who even have blogs.... and who didnt already get tagged for this thingery.

1. Brongar
2. Conq
3. Myssa

Hmm..... Utopia and WebKittyn already got tagged, and I don't really know anyone else with blogs who might even have the -slimest- chance of reading this, so.... *shrugs* here goes:

4.Daiferas
5. Freja the Cat

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