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I can’t wait to go to England I can’t wait to go to England I can’t wait to go to England! Is it Tuesday yet? Are we there yet? are we? are we?

I think the concept of having a few days off is making this whole going to England for a gaming convention a whole lot more exciting and appealing than it would be otherwise. Then again, I am rapidly turning into the biggest tabletop gaming geek that ever lived. Well… that’ll be kind of hard, but I do really like it, to the point where I’ll spend a Saturday sulking if a game is canceled. It’s like having a little nanowrimo each Saturday, with the whole creative vibe and telling a story together.

Yeah. Geekage. I loves it.

I also love the fact that work is genuinely enjoyable. Sure, it’s not the most high brow thing I’ve ever done, but the environment is nice now that the heinous bitch colleague is on vacation, and it actually looks like I’ll get a contract there, and it also looks like people are finally going to do something about said heinous bitch colleague. Wooh! Fortunately I’ll be in England when she has her talk with the management. Imagine that… coming back to work after a ski-vacation (during which she probably alienated all of her ‘friends’), and then immediately getting called into ‘the office’ for ‘a talk’. You know, one of those get your act together or get lost kind of talks.

I’d hate to be in her shoes… Then again, they are her shoes to wear, and the only reason they’re so damned uncomfortable are because she made them that way.

hmmm, shoes. I wonder if I can get away with shoe shopping tomorrow. Noes, must save money! But shoes. But savings. Shoes. Savings. Shoooooooeeeees.

Eh. Shoes, I guess.