Part-ay

This afternoon/evening was my company's Xmas party. Fun, if drunkenly. I didn't sing karaoke, but I stayed late, eventually abandoning a bunch of colleagues in the queue for Turnmills; they may yet call up demanding a place to stay for the night.

There is something bizarre about these events, compressing diverse participants into tight social interaction. I did my best to be a convivial participant, but the mechanics of it are tricky. I probably failed, but I hope not conspicuously. It was entertaining, all in all. I left my little wire-controlled toy car prize at the restaurant.

Work sucks. Sometimes it's really ghastly, sometimes it's just about okay, but it's still sodding work. If it wasn't, it would be pretty cheeky to demand payment for doing it. We take that as read, but still: sometimes payment isn't enough.

I am rather tempted to write more fictional fragments in the orbit of Incognito. That story left, deliberately, a lot of loose ends; and even without those some of the characters could do with further exploration. We'll just have to see where, if anywhere, that leads.

In the meantime, have a good (sleep-filled) night.

xxx
Posted by matt at December 18, 2004 12:41 AM