personally I'm more the coffee type
Jul. 15th, 2013 02:51 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
incandescensIt is so tempting at the moment just to lie down on my bed in the relative coolness of open windows, and think of nothing.
Well, okay, so it is actually a good idea to do this when one is supposed to be sleeping. It is less useful mid-afternoon when one should be doing stuff. Accursed stuff.
Fingers crossed that the air conditioning at work tomorrow is turned up nice and high.
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Few people could have been more surprised than Rhys was himself when offered the job of IT manager for Magicals Anonymous. Then again, he'd quickly discovered that being an IT manager in an office of two - himself and Sharon - was in fact a polite way of expressing the notion of universal dogsbody, administrative minion, sometime sort-of-secretary and, above all else, regular purveyor of cups of tea to all who came through the door. Within days he'd raised this last skill to a high art form, and could now prepare the perfect cup of tea for goblins, sidhes, magus and tuatha de danaan, although his first attempt at providing tea for the danaan had nearly resulted in a diplomatic incident when he put in two lumps of sugar rather than one. The tuatha de danaan, it turned out, took these things seriously.
If Rhys minded that his job had, in fact, little to do with computers, he didn't show it. His last job had been heavily to do with computers, but had ended abruptly when it transpired that the computers in question were owned by a wendigo and his soul-enslaving committee of bankers: a termination process including no fewer than two trips to hospital and the destruction of a significant part of Tooting High Street. At heart, he concluded, he'd been a software man anyway, rather than a hardware kinda guy.
-- The Glass God, Kate Griffin
Well, okay, so it is actually a good idea to do this when one is supposed to be sleeping. It is less useful mid-afternoon when one should be doing stuff. Accursed stuff.
Fingers crossed that the air conditioning at work tomorrow is turned up nice and high.
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Few people could have been more surprised than Rhys was himself when offered the job of IT manager for Magicals Anonymous. Then again, he'd quickly discovered that being an IT manager in an office of two - himself and Sharon - was in fact a polite way of expressing the notion of universal dogsbody, administrative minion, sometime sort-of-secretary and, above all else, regular purveyor of cups of tea to all who came through the door. Within days he'd raised this last skill to a high art form, and could now prepare the perfect cup of tea for goblins, sidhes, magus and tuatha de danaan, although his first attempt at providing tea for the danaan had nearly resulted in a diplomatic incident when he put in two lumps of sugar rather than one. The tuatha de danaan, it turned out, took these things seriously.
If Rhys minded that his job had, in fact, little to do with computers, he didn't show it. His last job had been heavily to do with computers, but had ended abruptly when it transpired that the computers in question were owned by a wendigo and his soul-enslaving committee of bankers: a termination process including no fewer than two trips to hospital and the destruction of a significant part of Tooting High Street. At heart, he concluded, he'd been a software man anyway, rather than a hardware kinda guy.
-- The Glass God, Kate Griffin
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Date: 2013-07-15 03:17 am (UTC)I hope the AC does good things for ya tomorrow!
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Date: 2013-07-15 09:00 am (UTC)I hope the headache went away!
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Date: 2013-07-15 04:01 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-07-15 04:04 pm (UTC)