If it dangles, we'll punch a hole in it

Didn't get as much done last night as I would have liked -- I was too busy watching that Scouse cop getting sliced and diced on The Bill. I did manage to get another crit written though.

In an attempt to get into the Christmas spirit we're running a little competition up on North First. The idea is that people submit three clues about themselves and then everyone has to guess who the clues refer to. After spending an afternoon racking my brain I couldn't think of anything remotely remarkable about myself (we were told to think of things that were interesting and that nobody else in the office knew). I eventually settled for 'writes short fiction', so I guess my dirty little secret is out. Not only that, but on Friday I'll see the proof I am in fact the most boring person in our office. Seb put that he was nearly struck by lightning for crying out loud.

Of course, I was tempted to make something up as no one would be any the wiser, but I wussed out in the end. I had quite a list of them in the end.

Writes erotica under the name Moose Hornshank; Has a pair of lucky pants; Once had a fork waved in his face; Is the most decorated snowboarder in WX history; Is serving as Dean of Elections . . .

Later.