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I can't work. My brain refuses to co-operate. I read about ten pages of my book before without seeing a single word. This is irritating me so much that I am going for a cathartic half hour of skiving in an introspective self-analysis stylee:

I AM:
Selfish with money, but free with time and friendships
Friendly and warm but look cold and austere
I can laugh about myself, but have had to learn to do it.
Happy but melancholic (erm, that’ll be manic depression)
Surrounded by friends and loved ones, but sometimes lonely
I love parties and crowds but can happily spend days and days alone
Pretty when I work on it (!) but not naturally
Intelligent but stupid
Cynical but trusting
I am sarcastic and bitchy, but well-meaning and good humoured
Small but physically stronger than many people bigger than me (try me)
Stubborn and strong in some ways, weak and pathetic in others.
Easily hurt and upset, but quick to forgive and move on
I go over my mistakes to the point of self-destruction and I learn from them by not putting myself in a position where I make them again (I shall now over-analyze this statement as an illustration...)
I don’t expect generosity to be repaid (I am so selfish that I must ‘mean it’ if I give someone something)
I am hopelessly impatient and endlessly patient
I am cute and nasty
I am happy and sad
I am loved and hated

Oh and I have purple kitten icons, which is nice.

Gosh this all explains a few things actually! On with work.

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And another thing about me (well it is my bleedin' journal) is that I don't take much to snap out of a mood and cheer up.
Like listening to the cc's bitching at each other in a pot-kettle interface. And the 'especially for the auditor' subterfuge has been quite amusing. Yesterday for 'security reasons' we had to pretend that we didn't all know each others' access codes so that no one person could sneak in and transmit all the company's money into their own bank account. Leading to Mark approaching me with the fantastic line "May I request your services?" Snort
Bizarrely Mark turns out to be going to the same club as me on Friday! Erk!

I am so knackered and I will be out until 2am timekeeping tonight! But our referee has just asked if I want him to bring me some beers. Never believe all those nasty things people say about referees, they are champions among men.
Actually I am convinced that I haven't slept all week as I've been far too sober.

The purple kittens are fantastic if I say so myself.