Holidays are officially over. Back to work for me.
Things went reasonably well.
And by that I mean no one tried to arrest me, kill me, question me or humiliate me... so all in one of my better days of late. There was also a significant lack of visible affection between Katie and Mister Cutie Pie (you’d think that would be better but I found my imagination is crueller and a lot more graphic than anything they do in public) which was only one indication of the tension in the office between the two of them, also between Michael and Katie.
I’m not entirely sure what happened but if I am very lucky indeed Katie will have decided to become a lesbian and leave all the lovely, handsome, charming men for the rest of us normal girls. (A girl can dream... although now I’m concerned I’m going to have strange erotic dreams about my best friend which will result in me never being able to make eye contact with her again... or in a startling lifestyle change.)
There was a lot of talk about the mission before Christmas, which made me do my dance of “which facial expression looks most normal” which never works. (And almost always results in me looking fairly demented.) There seems to be some confusion over the destroyed hard drive (Look normal, look normal, look normal!!!) and why any of the bad guys would have done that. Not to mention the fact that a sniper was apparently wounded (tries not to cry with relief in front of everyone) just when he was about to kill Michael.
Again, they seem to think it was someone in Helena’s organisation who did these things. Which I’m relieved about immensely because I really, really was expecting some sort of electrified net to drop on me as I entered the office this morning. Luckily there was no net, which is good because I really don’t want to urinate in front of my co-workers.... again. (Long story.)
Oh!
And I apparently have another mission lined up. (excitement and dread) This time I will not be in a van with Stanley, this time I will be going along on a real life espionage mission with William. I am going to pose as his assistant as he poses as an... um... he poses as an... bugger! I really should have been paying attentions shouldn’t I?
I’m sure I have it here somewhere.
