tomorrow tomorrow

God, what a boring week I've had - even though I've only been at work four days it feels likes its gone on forever. Dull, dull, dull - all the usual assholes giving me a hard time and the coffee machine broken too. Reduced to drinking instant out of mugs with nasty rings on them and all chipped - adn if you use the wrong one (like the smudged pink one that says "life begins at 40") some overweight secretary with bad breath gets all uptight with you ("That's my mug" said in an annoying squeaky voice, following by filthy looks the rest of the day). Anyway, at least I can leave it all behind for a little while. Off to the mighty ship tomorrow - and Toni's coming too!!! (Just hope she doesn't hate it and then decide she hates me and pushes me in teh water with a lead weight tied to my ankle...). My mother thinks its all hilarious (the boat thing, not the Toni thing) - she's been giving me lists of things I ought to take with me (like a rubber ring in case I fall in and an all-in-one ski suit for the bitter cold). I'll show her. I will.