Snow Day

I'm torn.

On the one hand, SNOW! I mean, actual real honest-to-goodness snow! Whoopee!

On the other hand ... I have no decent cold-weather gear, public transport is going to be fucked and on the whole, getting into work is not going to be easy and/or fun. Plus I'm running late anyway on the grounds of (and I know this is ridiculous) needing to charge my iPod.

I want ... nay, need a snow day. Of course, I also need a mental health day because damn all, I am tired and depressed and generally frustrated with my lot in life. On the whole, I wish I could actually afford a mental health day. Well, I could, but taking time off on the first week of work?

So much ambivalence...

[Edit: It's snowing. Not hard by my standards, but getting harder. And y'know what? Fuck that. Instead of 'rocks fall, everybody dies', I'm thinking 'snow falls, no one gets to work'. I can afford to ring the new job up and say, "Due to not feeling well and not wanting to get stuck on public transport in the snow and getting pneumonia, thus missing weeks of work, I won't be coming in today. Besides, I'm not sure my self-esteem could take slogging into work only to find that all there is for me to do is busywork crap. I will be back tomorrow."]

Snowy Day Tales

Since I have some time to kill before I ring work and say "Not coming in - nothing's moving on my end due to snow" (which is actually true - Northern Line suspended at Finchley Central, they say there's good service on the buses but I can only imagine that they're not actually moving much owing to the traffic resultant from everybody saying, "Congestion charge be damned; my car's the only way I'm getting into work today"), I will post an actual update talking about how I'm doing, my last Vana'diel excursion and other items of note.

As previously stated, the new job is good, as far as it goes. There's not a whole lot to do this week, but apparently they're not always this quiet, which is a good thing because frankly, if there's this little work normally, they aren't going to actually need me for long, if at all. However, they still seem keen to keep me on a temp-to-perm basis, which is good. The work's fairly simple so far, and I'm sure they'll stick me on the phones and things later on in the proceedings, but for now I'm happy sticking with the typing as a whole. And it's classified as 'medicolegal', which is a whole new avenue for me. No wonder I get paid the big money, so to speak.

( Valkurm, Gusgen and the Tremor Ram Incident )

I think I'm done rambling for awhile. Now I call work - their phones cut to an emergency service before 8:30 am.