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Your Thinking is Abstract and Sequential |
 The more facts you have, the easier it is for you to learn. You need to figure things out for yourself and consider all possibilities. You tend to become an expert in the subjects that you study. It's difficult for you to work with people who know less than you do. You aren't a very patient teacher, and you don't like convincing people that you're right. |
or at least solemn ones.
So I spent a lovely morning lounging on my balcony and finally (finally!!!) finished Consider Phlebas, which I enjoyed very much, largely because of Iain M Banks' use of the word 'mug' which cracks me up each and every time. But, y'know, not to be too spoileriffic but the ending doesn't leave you skipping through the park from the sheer joy of being alive, exactly.
And then I went to the Tricycle Theatre in Kilburn with Mum to see To Kill A Mockingbird, acted entirely by lawyers and directed by the blonde one out of Blake's 7. Which was really very good, especially since the actors weren't pros and despite the rather ropy Southern accents. (Amazingly to me, there were people in the audience who didn't know which way the verdict was going to go o.O) The kid who played Scout was *awesome*, as was the Sheriff, and now I know what Scout's fancy-dress ham costume was supposed to look like (I always wondered ^_^). But, again, skipping through the park from the sheer joy nuh-uh.
And then on the bus on the way home I thought I'd amuse myself with a little light entertainment, except I picked season 2 episode 4 of Jericho, and WTF PEOPLE HAVE YOU NEVER HEARD OF FORESHADOWING?? A little dramatic signalling would have prepared me better for that one @.@ Also, you get really funny looks on the bus when you had the volume set for TV conversation and suddenly they're getting noise pollution from your little tinny shotgun blasts. Not that it wasn't nice for something to happen in a TV show that wasn't totally predictable for once, but I think that was about my pain tolerance for the day.
*stomps off to watch Chocolat*
On the eighth day of May, my work ethic gave to me:
Fifty-two emails
Eighteen spreadsheets
Five presentations
Three enormous transactions at less than three days' notice each
Two client visits
One clunky Java-based database interface
No sandwiches (because the client didn't want lunch and so we were all too polite)
And a partridge in a pear tree.
*crawls into bed to die*