The Day After the Christmas Party
Added at 1:36pm and filed under Corporate Puppet, Geek Speak, Oh Mama, Weighty Issues, bff, family, health
Christmas parties. The beginning and end of so many promising careers.
Ours was last night. We had a team outing last week, which was all very civilised and lovely, but last night signaled the official end of the year for the entire organisation so – as is the tradition – all hell broke loose. It looked like a scene out of Saving Private Ryan, only with blazers and ties and inappropriately low-cut tops.
People drank too much, ate too much and gossiped too much. Glasses were smashed and people fell over. As I understand it there were more than a couple of inappropriate propositions, made worse by the fact that the propositioned was sober and the propositionee was oh-so-not. There was an argument, (although that was me, yelling at my Work BFF when he left me waiting around outside like a lameass) and when one of the guys hugged me goodnight he grabbed my left breast when he pulled away. (You’d be reasonable to assume that it was an accident but there was CUPPAGE, people). I also ended up having to take a colleague home. It was miles out of my way, but should give an indication to the kind of state she must’ve been in to have warranted such a lengthy detour.
Yes, I was driving which and yes, that is boring, but as I don’t particularly need alcohol to have fun and always struggle to get home, it’s often just easier to have the car. Plus I’ve witnessed that many people commit career-suicide at Christmas functions over the years that I’ve just learned that it pays to be restrained. (Well, sometimes). I’ve been struggling a bit in work this year – a whole messy, stupid saga that I’ll bore you with one day, I’m sure – so I spent most of the evening in the company of the scant few guys who work at my place, safe in a booze-fueled haze and conversations about video games, films and lewd jokes. (Aside: It’s only recently that I’ve utterly accepted that I struggle to make and retain girlfriends, a fact emphasised further when I realised that the few good female friends that I do have tend to have the same issue. I’m so much more comfortable in the company of guys; they talk about stuff I understand, and there’s rarely snide glances or catty comments. I’m definitely better off sticking to what I know. Yeah, people raise their eyebrows and exchange looks when I’m the only female in a crowd of lads, but at least I know where I stand, you know?)
Well, as long as they’re not accidentally-deliberately grabbing my tits.
Anyway!
In other news, I aced the first assignment of my Masters degree, coming home – bizarrely – with a distinction for a topic I had never even HEARD of prior to my class, let alone studied. I think everyone else on my course thinks I’m a suck-up and hates me now. Heh. And thanks to all for the kind comments about Fluffy Sam. He seems to be okay, but the vet doesn’t really understand what happened, nor can offer anything to help. I think we’ve concluded that it must’ve been some kind of seizure, but right now it seems like we’ll never know for sure. Very odd.
Right. TMI stuff is coming up, so look away now if you can’t read the word PERIOD without wanting to hurl:
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The Day it was Child’s Play
Added at 9:41pm and filed under Geek Speak, gaming
No, I’m not talking about the film with the scary-ass talking doll.
Add an extra gift to your list this year and give whatever you can to Penny Arcade’s Child’s Play charity, a game industry charity dedicated to improving the lives of children with toys and games in over 60 hospitals worldwide.
Personally I’ve donated cash, but you can donate anything that hospitalised children would appreciate, including arts and crafts, toys, DVDs and – of course – age-appropriate games and consoles. (Visit the FAQ for a full list of what can and cannot be donated!) They’re trying to smash the magnificent $1.4m they managed to raise last year, so please – let’s help them do it.
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The Day With NYC
Added at 11:03pm and filed under family, travel
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The Day with Girl Gamers Suck (6)
Introducing my latest project – girlgamerssuck.com.
You know me. I like games. I often don’t have time to play as much as I would like – and when I do play, I’m often kinda crap – but I’ve grown up with gaming and I love it. It’s part of my childhood, part of my life and [...]
The Day I was Ill. Again (2)
Ugh. I’m ill again.
I think I recall crowing last year that I managed to miss most of the flu/coldy things floating about. My Fate God heard me, laughed outrageously, and has been making me pay ever since. Bastard. It feels like I’ve spent the last three months coughing and spluttering. I wouldn’t mind, but the [...]
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