The Petro-effect

So for the past week I have been bored to death at work. So, what I do is I write down my entry at work. Then I send it to my friends at work... as an attempt to salvage them from utter boredoem. This is what I wrote in my mail to them. Following that is my blog entry.

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Right… yesterday I heard my presence was missed in the usual volley of emails. On demand… here is my blog entry for today… amendments may be made later if I am in the mood and if the person behind me stops burping.

Later

Comments are welcome.
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Today must be the most boring day ever. I have absolutely nothing to do. So I figured keeping my self occupied will be an optimum way of keeping myself wake. I go to the eBMS (an online database of procedures and design guides for Petrofac), and I start writing what ever definitions I can find on to my little blue book. Feels like university all over again. *humph*

I brought my music with me today. I thought that would help. Apparently Petrofac seems to expunge and joy left in rudimentary leisure techniques. I realized listening to Rock music at a notch above the Mute level… doesn’t really work. Rock is supposed to be heard at an ear deafening level. *humph*

So right now, my sulky mood has increased from the plain sullenness to a much more elevated version of grumpiness. I know it will escalate to eventual anger. Don’t know me how a sulky mood equates to anger. Thus for all you people out there, stay clear the bleck lady is ticked! *pissed off look* oh and the usual *gangster-like menacing expression*

back from HELL: Spread the Blue