There goes my cunning plan

Glenis the receptionist has booked a holiday on the week that I wanted to go up to Sheffield to go flat hunting.

Bugger.

I think I'll probably go up in the second week of May instead.

I have a wonderfully smug 'I don't care because I'm leaving' attitude towards work. It feels great. "I don’t care, fa la la laaaa!"

The only problem is not giving a shit isn't very motivating. *Looks at paper on desk* *sigh*


I think I'll play with my new AU, just for a little while, like 100 words or so...


ETA

I've just been chatting with one of the volunteers and she showed me a Chinese magazine with a picture of her daughter on the front. Her daughter lives in China and her job is Greater China Lubricant General Manager, the article about her was called Lubricant, Love and Life.

It took a lot of self-control to not sporfle.