< like a slow wave crashing | posted at 8:09 pm on August 28, 2003 >

i think about just how essential i am to my workplace and wonder, 'how much money would they give me to stay? a $2000 rise? a $5000 rise? a $10 000 rise?' in the event that i go all tanty and say that i'm leaving unless i get some serious cold hard $$, but i'd never do that. 'smuch as i say... i do like my work. but it bites sometimes.

like recently, it hasn't been biting, but i've been feeling bitten, just mood swings i suspect.

anyhow. i have a packed weekend. i'm busy wanting stuff tonight. stuff i can buy, stuff i can't buy, just stuff. am in serious wanting mood which does not bode well for the whole enlightenment 'desire is suffering' business, 'no desire is enlightenment' (buddhism in 25 words or less) ideas.

we felt girlish and decided to nominate someone for the cosmo 'hot list' today.

*sigh* anyway... here's my lj update... for want of substance.

things i learnt from fire warden training:

1. on average, five people in australia die a year from putting 9 volt batteries on their tongues.
2. the fire brigade has abandoned referring to emergency services 000 as 'triple O' and started pointedly referring to it as 'triple zero' because people stuck in 'sms mode' are dialling '666 666 666' in a panic.
3. if in an emergency and unable to dial aforementioned '000' as you have no reception, dial 112. even without reception, satellite signals will pinpoint your location and send people along.

also in the event of an emergency i wear a red fire helmet and report to the yellow fire helmet people who report to the white fire helmet person.

and, er, we lit fires then extinguished them with various types of extinguishers, that was the fun bit, however, it came in the last 20 minutes of the whole freakin' four hour debacle.

those last five
- - June 13, 2008
hidden - August 14, 2006
it's not me, it's you - January 30, 2006
boring. Sorry. not really. - December 22, 2005
twenty-one - December 09, 2005