Wednesday, June 14, 2006

Mindless crap.

I've been staring at the computer for hours, trying in vain to put down something that even remotely makes sense. Almost two hours have gone by since the office dismissal bell rang, and all I've managed to write amounts to a very measly 26 words. How's that for two hours' work?
I'm still trying to get to grips with the intricacies and the details of my new assignment at work - which is basicaly slaving myself more and just hoping for more pay. The people here seem to think it's cool, though, and keep dropping hints that I buy them food - and by hints I mean big, good-sized hints as large as, I don't know, elephants? This of course, stirs my Chinese blood to fits of frenzy, so I restrain myself from clutching my heart, smile, and say "I'll try," or "Maybe one these days." And yes, I know, I'm being a scrooge and I cannot escape the inevitable - believe me, my wallet feels like Manji on Kessen-satsu already.

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