Rats Cocks!!!!!

Today. Pedestrian lights out at the bottom of the road. Why? Broken maybe. Or just not turned on. Not the first time. I stood at the bastard things for about two minutes before I realised they were dead and had next to no chance of crossing the road without them. The woman with the pram next to me looked on forlornly. I cursed, turned and made my way to the set at the next junction that take a fornight to fucking let you across. Maybe they just turn them off when the local knob school is on holiday................ Back to work and my own personal paper avalanche after the Easter weekend. Fine by me. If people give me more work than I can possibly do in three lifetimes then so be it. Theres obviously no fucking hurry for it I would have thought. Then theres a fat bloke sitting in the inshot where I usually do my filing. All fucking day!!! I can't do any fucking filing now. I wouldn't mind but it's the only chance I have to do a bit of skiving. Anyway, I took two of yesterdays photos down. They didn't look right. They should appear here soonish, along with some other stuff. Also, can anyone enlighten me as to what to do if the URL of your desired profile photo is more than 68 characters? It's starting to make me ever so slightly tetchy.