“We are Forerunners. Guardians of all that exists. The roots of the Galaxy have grown deep under our careful tending. Where there is life, the wisdom of our countless generations has saturated the soil. Our strength is a luminous sun, towards which all intelligence blossoms… And the impervious shelter, beneath which it has prospered.”
Better (very) late than never, eh, lads? Sorry, it’s been a busy few days. I had a bit of a speech to give, on top of several other urgent tasks that demanded my IMMEDIATE attention. So I had to leave this kind of until the last minute, and even then, it’s...
Mondays just blow. Especially when it is the Monday just after a proper snowfall. You see, when snow hits the ground for the first time in the winter, it’s all white and beautiful and wonderful to walk around in. That’s what I was doing yesterday, in fact,...
Oof. It’s Monday again. And honestly, I’m about done with it. The weekend wasn’t nearly long enough, I’m staring down the barrel of some rather annoying deadlines, and the end of the year is careening toward us at very high speed. Mondays...
Today would have to be the day that practically everything happened, wouldn’t it… As you can probably tell from the rather late hour of posting, it’s been a very busy weekend for me, what with recovering from my trip, getting on track with some major...
Where the hell did that weekend go? It was here just a moment past – and now it’s gone, like all good times. And, believe me, I needed those good times, because the previous week was an absolute killer in terms of work. As you may recall from...
Lord, not another Monday. Not today. Just… NO. Seriously. I’ve had enough of this Monday crap, and mine hasn’t even started yet. In fact, this whole week is going to SUCK for me, because I have a week-long strategic management workshop coming up, and...
Aw hell, not MONDAY again. I swear, it was Sunday just a few hours ago! And the world looked… well, terrible, I admit, but it was still marginally less awful than it is now. The thing with Monday is that it’s a lot like those slashers in the dreadful...
Bloody hell, not Monday AGAIN. Honestly, they really suck in general, but this one sucks harder than a vacuum cleaner, because I’ve managed to catch a cold from somewhere. (I blame the idiots in the gym who never, ever wipe down the barbells. Assholes.)...
Oh balls, not another Monday. The holidays are well and truly over for me, sadly – I landed back to Earth with a very solid bump the other day, and over the last few days I have spent rather more time than was strictly healthy in contemplating just how much shit...
Monday = Suckage. It’s an equation with no known loopholes or exceptions. And of course, if you have to shuffle off to work today, it’s about 100x worse than normal. I am very happy to report that I don’t have to do that until next week, when I...
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