Please excuse my sarcasm.
It's the fifth January, and I already want to fast-forward into 2008.
My boss has replaced me with someone older, wiser and all round better than me. And I've got - wait for it - CARDBOARD.
It's true. I no longer have a telephone or email access. I measure carboard boxes and listen to how I could have done this, that and the other better by Mr. Know-it-all.
And yes, am in a bad mood.
Its like I've been ex-communicated. Can't talk to anyone, no one bothers to talk to me, my boss doesn't even give me things to do anymore. It's like he's taken over my life.
And yes, Roux, I worry about you. Next time, call me/text me/write me an email. I'm not on LJ as much as I was.
Have got some drabble to post, possibly tonight or tomorrow, if anyone fancies a read?