it gives you whinges

[freckles_and_doubt]

Gosh, look, another day in which I have to retreat into Red Bull as a viable alternative to curling up in a corner and whimpering until it all goes away. I have just wasted 20 minutes of my time trying to patiently talk the twitchy parent of an excluded student through finding the relevant appeal forms on my Cherished Institution's website. Said website uses funky drop-down menus which randomly and unreliably futz out at intervals, depending on your browser, traffic levels, the phase of the moon, wibbles in the space-time continuum or the flapping of Cory Doctorow's cloak. There are no actual linkage alternatives to the drop-down menus, a gesture of confidence I cannot help but feel is sadly misplaced. Said parent was unable to take my dictation into the location bar owing, I suspect, to basic absence of internet-grokkage. After twenty minutes with one eye on the patiently-waiting student in my office and the other three queuing outside my door, I told him to wait for the bloody letter with the form in it. (Only more politely).

I am now Red Bullish and bouncing off the walls. *bounce*. This bodes slightly better for Jo's game this evening, there being a good chance I would otherwise have spent it curled up in a corner and whimpering until it all went away. Since we're currently fleeing the epic and apocalyptic rising of the stupendously powerful alien race whose balanced truce with our own gods we have just dismally failed to protect from sabotage, cowering and whimpering may actually have been the appropriate mode of response, but I can't help feeling the Red Bullishness may be more practical. Or, at the very least, allow us to run faster. Why does this suddenly feel like a CoC campaign? Iä! Iä!

In between bouncing off the walls I console myself with Random Linkery. MightyGodKing is entertainingly rude about pulp sf/fantasy, particularly Twilight (the last one in Part 2).

Comments

[strawberryfrog.livejournal.com]

I have to retreat into Red Bull

It didn't take you long to get the habit.

[extemporanea.livejournal.com]

I hardly think that two Red Bulls in 39 years constitutes a habit by anyone's calculations. Even if they were both in the last two weeks.

I find that the can in my office cupboard works quite well as a deterrent: if I don't buck up and find some energy now, I'm actually going to have to drink the bloody stuff.

is that a bull on your back?

[(Anonymous)]

I have to concur with the Frog; lemme guess you could give it up any time. You're in control.

In the (paraphrased) words of Robin Williams:
"Red Bull makes you feel like a new person, and the first thing that new person wants, is more Red Bull"

C

Re: is that a bull on your back?

[extemporanea.livejournal.com]

I feel that you pseudo-intervention-staging people are blowing this all up out of proportion. It's not a problem. Really! Really, she says frantically.

No-one wants Red Bull, it's just that sometimes it's necessary...

[rumint.livejournal.com]

All Claws campaigns eventually resemble Cthulhu don't they?

W00t, less than a week to CT sunshine :)

[extemporanea.livejournal.com]

CT sunshine is, alas, a bit iffy at the moment - clouds, wind, pleasantly cool. In between stinking hot, so maybe you'll be ok :>. I owe you email, btw - please consider yourself cordially invited to our usual Boxing Day Braai, 4pmish, BYOG.