The lyf so short

Today at work I discovered they removed the exhibition photos in the corridors.
Of course I am not quite certain what photography student art has to do with a simulator centre, but I liked those photos. Some were really good. The "One Day in the Life of Maki the Tomcat" series, for example. And at any rate the corridors are looking sad and empty now.
At least I made Colleague S. happy by mentioning that. "Oh, somebody noticed after all!" Poor man, trying to bring art to the scornful macho instructors at our company!
He said "something better" is going to come up soon.
Eh.

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I do NOT need the pseudo-apocalyptic Dagor Dagorath plotbunny to come back. Or rather I did not need it to come back; as it's already shown up, the past tense is appropriate. Why do these plotbunnies always show up when I'm already working on other stories? I have three stories to finish, brloody hell, I do not need a fourth, and certainly not an apocalyptic Real World/Silmarillion crossover!
And I certainly don't want to make it a graphic fanfic. I have no time or patience for drawing comics, let alone a whole novel-sized fic!

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I also do not need another crack bunny vaguely containing Vairë the network administrator, do I. Although that's totally what she would do if she were a mere deity who had to go with the times or perish.

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I blame both of those on my re-reading of Good Omens and on reading The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen.

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I finally got around to importing all my bookmarks from the old computer to the laptop, and because I'm a thmart gal, I checked them all to see whether they were still working.
Aside from the fact that I'm embarassingly amused by the fact that the Tolkien estate made all the linkies on their page in Tengwar and translated them into Quenya, turning "website" into natsenómë ("net-place"), it probably says a lot about me that I had the link to the Online Etymology Dictionary in the "fun stuff" folder and the link to the French Revolutionary calendar converter in the "useful stuff" folder... >_>

I am far too easily amused.

So, we have established now that a flight -anywhere- costs an arm and a leg. Unless you want to get from Thangorodrim to Mithrim, one way. That only costs a hand.

*headdesks*

You slay me, DF, you slay me.
Thanks go to Claire and Julia.

Jokes aside, I somehow do have to get some flight money again. Anyone want to give me a job?