Day Three of a job that's suddenly real...
I'm actually typing this up at work, while I sit here trying to do some overtime because (a) I need the money, (b) I forgot Buffy was on tonight when I volunteered and (c) I'm a swat who wants to impress everyone. But the contract I'm supposed to be correcting is still in the process of being corrected, and I have to wait for the corrections to reach me before I can correct the master document. So, in the meantime, I'm exploring what sites have and haven't been banned by the mighty fine company I'm working for. Blogger isn't one of them, it seems, and neither are any of my other favourites so lovingly marked on the left hand side of this very screen you're looking at now. Which has drawn to my attention quite how boring some of those links are, so I'll be having another overhaul at the weekend, when I'm supposed to be doing something else much more constructive.
Of course, by typing this address in to my computer, I've now drawn the site to the attention of the IT department, who are probably right now reading this, so from now until I leave this job, I'm going to
I make my life so difficult.
Anyway. The next two pages have arrived, so I'm off to redline some clauses.