Seraphim's Journal of Muses

What have I done today? Bugger all would be about the right answer. I intended to do a lot.... I even started the day with a neatly printed to-do list! But I was foiled by a secret attack.... possibly from Utopia's Cubicle Ninjas distant English cousins, the Office Assassins. I came to work only to find.... my mouse wasn't working. And no, I don't mean that the one in the lab next door had died. I mean that I... c-c-couldn't...use.... t-the..... *sweats* c-c-computer!!! Heart attack time. I sat and twiddled my thumbs for 45 minutes until Kieran the I.T guy, other wise known as Creepy-Kieran-From-The-Basement, decided to show up at work (after taking a long detour via the gym, it seems.) He then temporarily fixed it (for about 2 minutes) and disappeared. Another 45 minutes later, he finally appears with an old ball model. I hate those. I am cushioned in luxury, too used to my comfy, optical, wireless, ergonomic thingery.
So all day I have been trying to get this thing to work while my humour and enthusiasm has been quietly draining, and my efficiency right down the pan.
Thus was their plan.
Utopia's Cubicle Ninja's have come to England, and they have struck. I am struckened, oh me.

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I am sitting quietly at my desk, contemplating lunch and playing with my stress-relief sheep which I have named Squidgy. Squidgy has been a good friend to me this morning, distracting me as I go through the rigmarole of arranging interviews and sifting through C.V's to recruit a new manager. Yes, recruit my own boss. How unique. I am considering putting forward the idea of extensive personality profiling to be done during the interviews, as I dont want a complete fuckwit bunny-boiler like my last boss. I also wont hire anyone with scary greek-scarecrow hair or tiny feet. So there. Call me elitist if you like, but I am not having a repeat of Costa Constantiou Costatisisisis... or whatever his name was.... my old, slightly phsychotic boss.

Now, the more important part of my day.

I have to go and arrange Jeans for Genes day. For anyone not in the U.K, this is a once a year fundraising event which takes place on the first friday in October. Everyone involved donates £2, and wears jeans to work on that day. There are many other events and fundraisers, but that is the main idea. The money raised goes to Jeans For Genes, which is a charity set up to help children born with genetic disorders.

In Britain, there is a child born every 30 minutes with a severe genetic disorder. That is one in every 33 children - and most of these disorders currently have very little available treatment and even less cures. There is suprisingly little government funded research designed to help these children -- and this is where Jeans for Genes comes in. This year, we hope to raise 4 million pounds throughout the UK, which will go towards building research centers and treating many of the poorer, worst affected children.

I myself will be doing some fundraising - and will set up a paypal donation account if anyone is interested - details of which will follow in the near future.

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Here am I, job and all. Proper job in a proper place, with proper people. To the extent that I am back to wearing suits and answering my cell phone with a professional accent.
So.
For this 'new' start in life, I am going to redo this blog. I'm far to fond of it to move it, but I am going to give it an overhaul. New template, new blogging style, more regular (and hopefully more interesting) content. Being able to blog from work will be a beautifully blissful blessing. (Try saying that with your mouth full, heh.)
So....watch this space!

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Wel, I have a job. Not a great one, just a few hours for cash to tide me over until I find something permanent. At least the cash it gives me allows me to start looking more seriously for a place to stay, away from my brother. I have several places in mind, hopefully within the next week I'll be able to sign on a place. The employment situation in Gloucester City, the nearest city to where I'm currently staying, isn't that great - in fact it sucks, but hopefully there should be a surge of jobs advertised soon as people hand in their notice to head off to University in a month, or when their summer vacations finish. But at least for now, I have enough cash to get hubby over here! As soon as I find a place to stay. It's more than a little stressful having all this on my shoulders right now, but at least it gives me something to focus on, other than missing my little family. Hubby, Freja and Grumpy Turtle are ok it seems, so I know I shouldn't worry about them.... but of course I do. Thats just me.
I start work on monday, and I'll get paid weekly - so I'm -hopeing- it wont be too long before I can get a place and get settled... and set up with an internet connection so my blog wont be so neglected ;)

Take care all.

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