Thursday, May 26, 2011

27-May-2011 VIRUS

This week, in the world of Lisa...

This week I was a virus.

I'll byte my tongue against swearing,

And just say I wanted to ram the computer through the windows,

Only I was afraid it woud chip and I still need it.

I'd like to give you advice on how to escape being identified as a virus,

But I don't know the screen used by facebook to monitor virus attacks.

I suspect the key is to avoid posting hilarious links such as:

and this one of a gnu I've added,

Simply so I can highlight GNU (check out his flowing mane frame-ing his body):

Alas, it was too late to hit the d3l337 button.

If only FB made the dos and don'ts more clear,

Such as saying "Sir, cut this disproportionate activity out" when you're posting too many links.

It would really serve a purpose.

Barring me from my account post link sending simply aggravates,

And not being able to find any forums knowledgably diskussing the yahos virus I apparently am, Gave me very little controll.

(excuse me, leaving teh computer for a bit while IP).

So how to share entertainment without sharing links?

I don't want my mother bored,

Although I suppose I could organise to line uxorial tasks to keep her busy,

But I do believe she's out of hard wearing gloves.

Also, I'm soft where my mum's involved and that doesn't sound very fun.

That's all I have time for for now,

Don't go posting links everywhere and you won't be called a virus.

Easy PC :)

Monday, May 16, 2011

This week - Shoes

This week, in the world of Lisa...

This week I forgot to wear shoes to work.
I'm not sure if this happens solely to me?
For many, i would assume this has never happened.
This is,
The second time it has happened to me;
And a newsletter seems the perfect platform to tell you about it :)

The first instance (although recollections differ).
I was working in a transportable building surrounded by sand -
At the Department of Ag. Let me tell you,
my colleagues were quite amused when,
After staying at a friends the night before and not returning home,
I realised I'd forgotten my steel cap boots.
That's right friends,
I had to wear pink high heels, through sand,
To a job where I chopped up wood all day.
If you're wondering,
Dirt wedges into shoes better than I'd have guessed,
So by the time 4pm came,
They were less pink and clogged up with dirt.

This time I'm working in a lovely office where I frequent heels.
Today I actually had to walk in barefoot - and my only shoes are sneakers.
I'm not sure if the shoe-name is apt,
No-one's noticed,
Or if they're holding their tongue,
But sneakers don't exactly compliment my office attire.
Perhaps they're afraid i'll sock it to them if they say anything.

If only my work places had been reversed,

It seems only yesterday (it was last week)
When I literally wor 5 pairs of shoes in one day.
Ahhh the good ol' days.

Hopefully these two occurrences will jogger my memory,
And encourage me to double check my shoe situation.

At least it's keeping me on my toes!