partiallyblind

FUCK!

thanks to the twat who lives above our office not having his roof fixed, we've had the joys of dealing with a flooded office again this afternoon.

let's face it, that's not good at the best of times but it becomes even less of a positive event when it happens minutes after you get back from the other side of the country.

now everyone else has left and gone home to try and avoid the inevitable tube meltdown when london underground decide that they can't run because the stations are flooded, leaving my boss and i to tidy up should the waterfalls appear from the ceiling again...

oddly enough though, i'm in a really good mood.

the soundtrack to my afternoon: 'control' by pedro the lion