But that's what sleepers are for.

Aside from the localised stress source, I am in the happy honeymoon stage at work. Plus - I got my first pay - I am on a better rate than the place where the only good bit was the great rate. Plus I get sick days, holidays. The people are cool, even the ones that I didn't use to work with. Many, many good things. Plus we get free fruit.

Completely different role in addition to many new systems. Very few people in the whole bloody country know how to fill in forms. I know this because I check them. I have worked out that I can check and key much faster than I would have guessed. Today I got all excited when I figured how how to set up a salary sacrifice for Superannuation as a percentage of after tax income - how wild is that!

Lady who gives me a lift in is awesome. She also knows the phrase "as long as my arse points to the ground..." and agreed it is funny when you think that this is still true in a coffin.

IVF chick is on baby number 2 now. I don't get babies, she knows it, and she made me look at scan pictures of an alien blobby thing. So I said "Wow - it looks just like you!", which I thought was funny.

Someone I know just got a new black suit, because it was cheap and it might come in handy one day. I have pointed out that the most likely time they'll need a black suit is a funeral.

I missed an amazing brawl in the shops after work yesterday. When I got there there were clusters of people and clean up was in progress. Cops and security dudes everywhere.

The internet world needs to learn that "slide-show" means you load image after image, and don't load page after fucking page. Bastards.