Oct. 24th, 2006

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Oct. 24th, 2006 11:45 am
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Working a 12 hour day is hard.
How Daddy does it everyday for the past thirty odd years is beyond me.
I personally will be getting overtime and that's nice. Though I wish I'd been responsible enough not to have had to stay 'till my last train back home and manage to finish the project in the nick of time.

On the plus side, one of the guys here got a new laptop and handed me down the speakers from his old desktop, so now I am blessed with lovely Sinead from my MP3 player and will now bring a few of my more mellow CD's to work (some Joni Mitchell, Aimee Mann, Tori, Sarah, Sinead and Sarah...) I'm now thinking over all my albums and what would be nice and also tolerable to the other people here. Not sure about the Dresden Dolls; Linkin Park, Stained, Rammstein, My Ruin, Kittie, Rob Zombie and Static-X are definitely out.
I have the more alternative stuff like Rasputina, Smile Empty Soul and the Buffy album... hmmm... it's amazing how speakers really improve your quality of life.
  • feeling accomplished
  • where work
  • hearing Sinead in the backgroune
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V and Justice

V: Ah, I was forgetting that we are not properly introduced. I do not have a name. You can call me V. Madam Justice...this is V. V... this is Madam Justice. hello, Madam Justice.

Justice: Good evening, V.

V: There. Now we know each other. Actually, I've been a fan of yours for quite some time. Oh, I know what you're thinking...

Justice: The poor boy has a crush on me...an adolescent fatuation.

V: I beg your pardon, Madam. It isn't like that at all. I've long admired you...albeit only from a distance. I used to stare at you from the streets below when I was a child. I'd say to my father, "Who is that lady?" And he'd say "That's Madam Justice." And I'd say "Isn't she pretty."

V: Please don't think it was merely physical. I know you're not that sort of girl. No, I loved you as a person. As an ideal.

Justice: What? V! For shame! You have betrayed me for some harlot, some vain and pouting hussy with painted lips and a knowing smile!

V: I, Madam? I beg to differ! It was your infidelity that drove me to her arms!

V: Ah-ha! That surprised you, didn't it? You thought I didn't know about your little fling. But I do. I know everything! Frankly, I wasn't surprised when I found out. You always did have an eye for a man in uniform.

Justice: Uniform? Why I'm sure I don't know what you're talking about. It was always you, V. You were the only one...

V: Liar! Slut! Whore! Deny that you let him have his way with you, him with his armbands and jackboots!

V: Well? Cat got your tongue? I though as much.

V: Very well. So you stand revealed at last. you are no longer my justice. You are his justice now. You have bedded another.

Justice: Sob! Choke! Wh-who is she, V? What is her name?

V: Her name is Anarchy. And she has taught me more as a mistress than you ever did! She has taught me that justice is meaningless without freedom. She is honest. She makes no promises and breaks none. Unlike you, Jezebel. I used to wonder why you could never look me in the eye. Now I know. So good bye, dear lady. I would be saddened by our parting even now, save that you are no longer the woman I once loved.

*KABOOM!*

-"V for Vendetta"

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