Cubicles and Land Invasions - the topics of friday conversation

Hey there Hayley Fans! You will be glad to know that i finally have a computer of my own which is not powered by a japanese hamster running its ass off on a little wheel inside the box. This is a cause of celebration - but the main thrill is from the fact that i have my own cubicle. I never thought i would be so totally stoked to see those fabric, office green coloured walls of capitalism boxing me in, but i cannot tell you the liberation of being able to scratch your arse in private after the horrors of a totally open plan office :)

SO yes i have my privacy, and am revelling in it. I am also now in a space mainly populated girls now and it is in fact quite enjoyable to have the occasional conversation about handbags and the benefits of stilettos VS wedges. Especially after endless sessions of rating on Hot or Not with the other office boys - and the horror when i burst their bubble by telling them that a lot of the unfortunate looking creatures would never have posted their photos on this website, and certainly are not expecting to be rated Hot. But already a joyful thing as happened - us singletons have rallied around and decided that we will not allow the horrors of valentines day to get us down, but instead will be defiant and book a table just for us girls and get pissed and behave badly, rather than going home and crying into our pillows. And this bit of news was certainly needed as at the moment i am supposed to be designing a valentines flyer (bleuch) for some lovey dovey competition crappola!

Cath told me a story today about how the good old grahamstown municipality came around for half an hour at 11 last nite, with a truck fitted with a loud hailer announcing that the electricity in grahamstown would be off between 6 am and 8 am this morning. Anyway she wakes up with a start and thinks that it is a South African Holocaust and that all white people are being asked to leave their homes - as you do. So in order to feel this paranoid little white girl feel better a told her the following story about even more paranoid white girls... While my mom was off in the UK for 18 months we had tenants that were staying in our house. At some point they had to have trees chopped down - the ppl were supposed to come on a thurs but didn't pitch. on fri morn the one chick wakes up and looks out the window and sees all these black guys with axes and saws. SHe had seen a programme on Zimbabwe land invasions the nite before and so immediatly thinks that it is South African version - yes that is the rational response, land invasions starting in the sleepy residential suburb of westville! honestly! But long live paranoid white girls because they do give us endless amusement.

Love and peace and paranoia
gypsy