Kerminotter, my frog, had his first ever win in the early hours of this morning (he's now come third, second and first - in that order - in his first three races) and told me that he thought I was the most brilliant friend he's ever had. Considering he's down as being twelve days old (it's actually only really four but they triple it for some reason), that's not really saying much... but it was a sweet sentiment anyway.
[ Yes, I really do believe there's a real-life frog that I'm training, feeding and buying stuff for and that he's racing for me. He has spikey red hair, incidentally. And a full beard. When was the last time you saw a frog like that, eh? ]I'm supposed to be working and I'm also on a half-day today. I'd best get to it really... soon.
We have our Christmas Party tomorrow at Tiger Tiger in Haymarket (the aminal - I spelt that right before anyone has any ideas about correcting me - theme just rolls on doesn't it?) and the MD was going on about us leaving the office at about half five to get there for seven. Kyeah right! Like we're going to hang around until half five on the day of the Christmas Party! Again. I'm leaving at about four whether anyone else does or not - I'll waste all my money on the 2p "push the coins off the shelves and eventually work a trinket towards the drop-off zone" machine in the Trocadero whilst I wait for the rest of them if need be. It should only cost me a fiver or so to win another keyring. Oooooh... a Secret Santa idea right there!
I'd best get going... and do an hour or so of work before I leave for the day. Emails first though...
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