Wondering why our Christmas party is beginning with a company-wide game of hangman.
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Thinking that Ubuntu boy should be patching his kernel rather than out in the real world...
Is full.
Is bov.
Pand would twit but his chocolate phone keys aren't backlit so he's buggered.
Sad that i'll never be as cool as Tim.
Sad that I'm now sitting in the naughty room, working on a laptop, bereft of dual monitors
Feeling smug that my Christmas shopping is over half done. On course for a new personal best
Watching Girls Aloud in a haunted house on ITV2. TV gold.
Thinking that Tim's Chief Geek title may have been stolen by Ian in the Blairster's absence. Also hoping the man comes to fix my boiler tomorrow. Brrr.
Contemplating recipes for my box of wholesome Abel & Cole organic fruit and veg. The apples are rubbish though.
Just testing Ben Ward's Twitter Widget.
Travelling on the interminably slow Windsor to Waterloo line. No power left on my DS. Losing will to live.
Shocked that Donna farted in her own car and then blamed it on me.
Pleased that my choice of tunes will have helped Mark gain an air of respectability on last.fm at long last
Waiting for Alex to curl her hair before heading off to Mark and Nu's party
Drinking lager, working and also looking forward to Gordon Ramsay shouting at stupid people. Hoping he makes someone cry tonight.
Irritated with the lack of signal in my own flat in the countryside. Never had these problems in London.
Not about fixed awards. We woz robbed! Next year it'll be ours.
Chuffed that I can now twitter from GTalk. Testing this out now.
I want to make it clear that, despite Alex's Twit, I don't have to pay £19.95 per month.
Getting excited by the prospect of squeezeboxing with my new toy this evening.
I may be a geek but my personal radio is where it's at, eh Mark?
Very pleased with my confident 4-0 prediction for Arsenal v Reading. Chin up, Ian...
Sitting next to a big stone African head in Project Orange inClapham. Thinking about getting some crisps.
Convinced the stone head's big, cold, soulless eyes are watching me. Too scared to get crisps now.
Amused that my twits are confusing others for a change. Hope these aren't waking Pand in Seattle though.
Ooh and a big shout out to Poorly Timmy. Get well soon! Peace out.
Nah. Just bored waiting for a mate and with a million free texts from Orange to use.
Wishing Ian a happy birthday. Welcome to the 25-34 demographic! Enjoy your geek gadget mate.
needing more sleep - flight path is currently over my flat and planes began landing at 5am.
Worried about the mental health of my colleague.
Worried that everyone's gone bonkers.
All about black.
nodding head in agreement with Ian. It's never about live music in pubs.
Miffed that they've stopped serving roast beef and only have turkey left. It's not Christmas FFS
Wishing Tim a happy bday twitter style.
Thinking Tim should be blowing out candles and not being geeky...
I am being geeky at 51:28:52N 0:36:24W
Trying not to mess up my co-ordinates this time... lat:51.4811 lng:-0.6066
Feeling smug about my five minute stroll to work. All about working local.
Waiting for my club sandwich to toast at Eat.
on my way to the Emirates Stadium to watch the Arsenal. Should be a debut for Gallas.
Wishing Arsenal could be a bit more direct and stop trying to score the Perfect Goal.
Thinking my so-called twitter friends are jealous that I follow by far the greatest team the world has ever seen.
Wishing I was eating spag bol instead of sitting on a train with the general public.
Testing this with my phone...
off home to have a barbeque in the last of the summer sun.
Crying about my scratched car
Back at the office... with a cold :(