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Nov. 6th, 2008 10:07 amEven with a nice, landslide-type victory in our presidential race, nary an election passes without suspicious shenanigans at the polls: Tim Robbins couldn't vote, despite having lived in the same house, and voted at the same polling place, for 10 years.
It seems that the nightmare of moving my desk constantly is coming back to haunt me: there's a double-office coming available down the hall, and I've apparently been nominated to be one of the two people who will share it. I don't spend much time on the phone, and I'm generally quiet, and I'll be sharing with a guy whose job functions and projects are very similar to mine, so it makes sense from a practical standpoint, but... darn it all, I like having my own space!
I am... displeased. That's the irritating part of this, I suppose: I don't really have a valid reason for why I need my own office, beyond just wanting it that way. So, it seems that I'm stuck. I guess that means no more on-the-job viewing ofinternet porn* ANTM Rick Astley videos eh, screw it. ;)
On a lighter note, for those who want to see costume pictures, here are some from Saturday:
( YATTA! )
All shots from Saturday are courtesy of![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
bellybalt. When I was introduced to him, Real Names were used, and it was all very mellow. And then, our LJ names were rolled out, and I was all, "OHHH, bellybalt!" and he was all, "OMG, skeets?!" and then we all started squealing like fangirls. SO. AWESOME.
* no, Dad, I don't actually watch internet porn.
It seems that the nightmare of moving my desk constantly is coming back to haunt me: there's a double-office coming available down the hall, and I've apparently been nominated to be one of the two people who will share it. I don't spend much time on the phone, and I'm generally quiet, and I'll be sharing with a guy whose job functions and projects are very similar to mine, so it makes sense from a practical standpoint, but... darn it all, I like having my own space!
I am... displeased. That's the irritating part of this, I suppose: I don't really have a valid reason for why I need my own office, beyond just wanting it that way. So, it seems that I'm stuck. I guess that means no more on-the-job viewing of
On a lighter note, for those who want to see costume pictures, here are some from Saturday:
( YATTA! )
All shots from Saturday are courtesy of
bellybalt. When I was introduced to him, Real Names were used, and it was all very mellow. And then, our LJ names were rolled out, and I was all, "OHHH, bellybalt!" and he was all, "OMG, skeets?!" and then we all started squealing like fangirls. SO. AWESOME.* no, Dad, I don't actually watch internet porn.
