Finally, the weekend is here, and I’m about to have a celebratory Jack & Coke Zero tonight. (This is also in celebration of the Foo Fighters’ 30th anniversary.)
But first, let me have a short rant about something that happened at work several weeks ago. (If you don’t want to read my short work rant, just click here.)
Continue reading XXIX: Ranting About Work & Raving About a Foo Fighters Music MarathonI cannot believe this. I’m actually blogging at noon!
Now let’s start with what happened this morning…
Continue reading XXVIII: A Diary Post at Noon!So, what can I tell here under 10 minutes?
It’s almost 5 in the morning, and almost an hour ago I finished all of the method statements, risk assessments, and permit forms for a single work permit. This is the fourth attempt to submit that fucking work permit, and I’m worried it will go to waste again because one of the requirements that I applied weeks before will expire in a few days. But I’m thankful I got through burning the midnight oil with my Younger Brother’s guidance and a few glasses of my favorite Jack & Coke Zero. Wish me luck on the work permit’s approval this Monday.
Anyway, I checked a few days ago and found that this is going to be my 364th post here on The Diary. Now I want to make my next (and my 365th) post extra special, and I should write it this weekend. Wish me luck on that one, too.
After writing this and drinking my third Jack & Coke Zero, I need to sleep. See you on the next post.
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Published on May 10, 2025 at 4:49am. Edited on May 13, 2025 at 5:22pm. I don’t normally edit my Minute Warning posts, but I had to do it to make a paragraph clearer.
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