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Playing Wordit is still high on my List of Things to Do When There's No Work.
Like all games of its kind, i.e. word puzzles, this one, too, sometimes makes the player wish there were words like "skidoplan" or "vurse".
Or "fune", for that matter -- only I was sure I'd read it somewhere, even though it's not an English word. Imagine therefore my delighted surprise when I decided to re-read "Guards! Guards!" by PTerry and found the sentence (I think it's Brother Watchtower or Brother Plasterer speaking) "A cousin of mine once kicked a swamp dragon, and it got him by the funes*", the * annotation clarifying that funes are "a type of geranium".
*giggles* I just love his way of tweaking our expectations and playing with language.
The shoulder still isn't quite ok.
What I ought to do is go to the doctor and get myself signed off work for a week or so -- desk work is the reason why the problem is persisting, so a week off work would probably have a very beneficial effect. And not just on my shoulder.
Given the right incentive, i.e. nothing to do and being treated like an idiot, I might just do it. Just not right now, because both Irene and Gerald are absent, which shouldn't be bothering me in the least, but it seems that I have some shred of work ethics left. Not much, mind you.
In case it doesn't get better or flares up again after the 11th, though, the Embassy can kiss me goodbye for a few days.
Speaking of which, I'm going to enquire re. the possibility of a sabbatical. Up till now, I'd been under the impression that this was an option for civil servants only on a provincial or municipal level, but during a chat with Gerald we had a look at the relevant laws, and lo and behold, they don't seem to contain any such restrictions.
Our Austrian version of the sabbatical is so appealing, because we have to work four years, full time, at 80% of our salary, and then don't work during the fifth, also being paid 80%, i.e. it's not unpaid leave.
This might be just the thing to cheer me up, even though I'm not going to get my hopes up: due to budget cuts and less public spending, it will be difficult to replace people who're on sabbatical, and the possibility of replacing them is one of the preconditions for authorizing a sabbatical.
Still, I'm going to get more information. Who knows, I might be lucky.
Like all games of its kind, i.e. word puzzles, this one, too, sometimes makes the player wish there were words like "skidoplan" or "vurse".
Or "fune", for that matter -- only I was sure I'd read it somewhere, even though it's not an English word. Imagine therefore my delighted surprise when I decided to re-read "Guards! Guards!" by PTerry and found the sentence (I think it's Brother Watchtower or Brother Plasterer speaking) "A cousin of mine once kicked a swamp dragon, and it got him by the funes*", the * annotation clarifying that funes are "a type of geranium".
*giggles* I just love his way of tweaking our expectations and playing with language.
The shoulder still isn't quite ok.
What I ought to do is go to the doctor and get myself signed off work for a week or so -- desk work is the reason why the problem is persisting, so a week off work would probably have a very beneficial effect. And not just on my shoulder.
Given the right incentive, i.e. nothing to do and being treated like an idiot, I might just do it. Just not right now, because both Irene and Gerald are absent, which shouldn't be bothering me in the least, but it seems that I have some shred of work ethics left. Not much, mind you.
In case it doesn't get better or flares up again after the 11th, though, the Embassy can kiss me goodbye for a few days.
Speaking of which, I'm going to enquire re. the possibility of a sabbatical. Up till now, I'd been under the impression that this was an option for civil servants only on a provincial or municipal level, but during a chat with Gerald we had a look at the relevant laws, and lo and behold, they don't seem to contain any such restrictions.
Our Austrian version of the sabbatical is so appealing, because we have to work four years, full time, at 80% of our salary, and then don't work during the fifth, also being paid 80%, i.e. it's not unpaid leave.
This might be just the thing to cheer me up, even though I'm not going to get my hopes up: due to budget cuts and less public spending, it will be difficult to replace people who're on sabbatical, and the possibility of replacing them is one of the preconditions for authorizing a sabbatical.
Still, I'm going to get more information. Who knows, I might be lucky.
