Been doing an interview today - ya know - between work stuff, like dealing to the mountain of paperwork that threatened to avalanche off my desk. (Just as an aside - should I ever be in an avalanche, DIG. I'm serious. The thought of someone wandering aimlessly then sinking to his knees in the snow crying is too much for me, much more helpful if you DIG. Yes, that's a hangover from watching Days of our Lives when I shoulda been in school.)
So, yeah, someone wanted to interview me not Cat. Awesome. I'm starting to see what she means about interviews being quite tough though. Not envying the amount she's done!!
Once the interview is finished and whatever happens to it happens I'll be sure to add a link here. So you too can experience the awesome that is me.
(No, I haven't been drinking, but perhaps I should!)
Don't think there is much else to report:
Kurt is being Kurt and he is also having a hard job looking me in the eye these days. You'll find out why when Flashbyte comes out. And no, I didn't do anything to him. (Well, maybe I did, but it wasn't my fault!)
Lee is working on a new case and it's shrouded in secrecy (obviously he's learned nothing about how secrets come back and bite a person on the ass). Sam is sticking close to home (which is what I like to call the office).
Carla is typically 14 and bugging me to death about going to see Grange live.
(dead and my body spring to mind but not in that order.)
Life is good. :)