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Colleagues	[Aug. 24th, 2012\|12:36 am]Footpad
[Tags\|colleagues, parties, spots, work] [Current Mood	sleepy] [Current Music	thunder and rain outside]I had so much fun today.First, a colleague came in with a vast pimple—a small boil, really—on his head. To my delight, he let me treat it, so I did the full business with cleaning it, extracting an impressive amount of pus and residue, extracting the core of the boil, and dressing the newly cleaned hole in his head. I do so love doing non-critical first aid. It fills my heart with warm and sanguinary glee.Then I had a job interview with a guy in the Unix Engineering department of The Bank, where a vacancy has opened up. It's a small move from my current position, but it'd be a change, and a change would be good to let me learn some new stuff. I could use that.Finally, we went to a bar in town to celebrate the departure of a colleague who's grown rather dear to me in his time at The Bank, but who is now leaving for a better job in a better country. We'll remain vaguely in touch, I'm sure, but, for all I know, we may never see each other again in the flesh, like, ever. Fingers crossed, and I fully intend to ransack his fridge as and when I may next be in Vancouver.I ate so many well-marinaded chicken wings in the bar that every so often I burp a small, faintly bioluminescent nimbus of chickeny garlic fumes.And now there's a simmeringly boisterous thunderstorm rumbling and cracking outside my open window, which of course is a practical guarantee of a happy mood.
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F Acht Ka and the long golden dawn	[Dec. 16th, 2007\|12:21 pm]Footpad
[Tags\|dawn, f8k, good times, mischa, parties] [Current Mood	serene]It's a beautiful clear day outside. I've been up almost all the night.Last night was Furry 8000, an ad-hoc Internet radio show run every few months by the Usual Suspects of the German furry crowd. They always make a party out of it: they get a bunch of friends over, lay in food, cook food, and then do their teamwork, each to their own specialty of networking or hosting or sound-engineering. It's a quick-fire concoction of music and phone-ins and comedic sketches, most of which I still can't fully understand... maybe next time.akeela is one of the hosts, so I get to go along as ancillary staff: Aki's not much good for driving home after seven hours at the microphone. So I curl up, drowse, talk to people in whichever language seems easiest at the time, and if it all gets too much then I can always read my book. And it was nice; I was glad to be there. I drowsed for an hour in the early morning, and then it was time to take Aki home.I drank a glass of Coke to pep me up for the drive back, with the inevitable consequence: by the time we got home, I was far too caffeinated to sleep. So I took Mischa for a walk instead, trotting with him over the first hard frost in a month, and we walked in the new day from black starlit night, through dawn's first blush, to full daylight with the distant clouds reflecting brilliant sunlight from just below the horizon.I could sleep now, but I'm more inclined to just have a cup of tea and muscle through 'til the evening.
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F Acht Ka and the long golden dawn

[Dec. 16th, 2007|12:21 pm]Footpad

[Tags**|dawn, f8k, good times, mischa, parties] [Current Mood**

serene]It's a beautiful clear day outside. I've been up almost all the night.Last night was Furry 8000, an ad-hoc Internet radio show run every few months by the Usual Suspects of the German furry crowd. They always make a party out of it: they get a bunch of friends over, lay in food, cook food, and then do their teamwork, each to their own specialty of networking or hosting or sound-engineering. It's a quick-fire concoction of music and phone-ins and comedic sketches, most of which I still can't fully understand... maybe next time.

akeela is one of the hosts, so I get to go along as ancillary staff: Aki's not much good for driving home after seven hours at the microphone. So I curl up, drowse, talk to people in whichever language seems easiest at the time, and if it all gets too much then I can always read my book. And it was nice; I was glad to be there. I drowsed for an hour in the early morning, and then it was time to take Aki home.I drank a glass of Coke to pep me up for the drive back, with the inevitable consequence: by the time we got home, I was far too caffeinated to sleep. So I took Mischa for a walk instead, trotting with him over the first hard frost in a month, and we walked in the new day from black starlit night, through dawn's first blush, to full daylight with the distant clouds reflecting brilliant sunlight from just below the horizon.I could sleep now, but I'm more inclined to just have a cup of tea and muscle through 'til the evening.

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