The Good, the Bad, and the X-Mas

[i_kender]

Hi. You'll excuse me if this seems a little rambley and is missing proper sentences. It's that busy time of year and I'm too tired for syntax.

Yesterday was a mixed bag. The office Xmas party was marred by my painful head and twitching evil sinuses which kept forcing me to grimace in company. I was somehow inexplicably stuck at a very odd table of people, including two finance directors and the HR manager, and our receptionist Kate (who is aces). Minor grump of receiving Secret Santa present from someone who doesn’t know me at all (a multi-tool pair of pliers? Bitch, please. Should’ve stuck with chocolate) and the hoorah of our team seriously kicking ass at the post-dinner quiz (I rock the Film questions, clearly, and was even surprisingly good at filling in gaps on the Music section). Overall I was too ill and in too much pain to really enjoy myself. I could feel the pain dragging my mood down when I caught myself thinking “why am I hanging around with these people? I’m leaving work next week and no one cares” *cries*

So I went and found buddleia and she made it better like she always does *loves*

Much hilarity and good company at megolas’s birthday shenanigans in the Cittie of York with jamjar and buddleia and burntcopper in attendance. Astonishing how busy all the pubs are at this time of year. Rammed wall to wall. The Cittie of York was packed with lawyers in suits, a few in tuxes, and some female-lawyers-not-in-suits. Note to LJ: no matter how much you want to, or how funny you think it is, it is probably frowned upon in most circles if you bounce coins off men’s taut bums. Even chocolate money. Just so you know.

Oh and while I'm here… I can’t believe I have to confirm this: but yes, I, i_kender AM A MAN. GASP!  An actual honest-to-gumdrops man, who is also a massive geek and into fandom-y type things. And I’m on LJ. And I’m straight. And I don’t read slash. Yes, I know some of you are feeling faint. You may sit down, of course. (I had to confirm to burntcopper that yes I did exist, yes I was actually a man, and yes we had met before and she should remember. Doh!)

This was followed by Pizza Express for emergency food, and a few choice exchanges including “Release the Weevil!” and the excruciatingly funny mental image of burntcopper’s legs waving feebly out of buddleia’s cleavage as she dives after Zelenka or possibly leftover mezze. Probably best if you don’t ask. Ow, my aching brain! *is amused*

So all in all a very busy boozy day and night and I’m mostly very tired now. It’s a good thing I don’t have to do it again… until Sat night which is another dinner and drinks thing. Oooh me old bones… ;)

Comments

[parthenia14.livejournal.com]

LJ ATE MY REPLY.

In brief:
- I know you are a not-gay man
- I met you in that gay bar off Soho Square
- Secret Santa ack ack
- *banishes memory of Ferrero Rocher*
- I think I have about str8 men on my f-list, all of whom are big geeks who are at least tolerant (or good with the Back button) when it comes to incoherent posting about pretty actors.

*tries again*

[i_kender]

Thank you. See? The rumours of my masculinity, they are not exaggerated. No matter what *koffkoff* some people might think! ;)

[i_kender]

Ps. Bloody LJ... sort it out!

[gonzo21.livejournal.com]

There are you realise three straight men on LJ who are also in fandom. You me and Matt.

[i_kender]

I know. I've read the RPS.

[murraynz.livejournal.com]

Maybe the tool set was their attempt at irony?

[i_kender]

Nah, that'd be malicious. This was just ignorant. *shrugs* I don't care. I'm outta there in a week.

Ps. Merry Christmas yourself, as I won't see you... I know what your schedule is like!