Today is already shaping up to be interesting, I got stuck in the (usually very reliable!) lift at work this morning. I took a very deep breath, attempted not to think about the fact that I was stuck in a very small enclosed space and calmly pressed the alarm buzzer (ok, I have to admit, this was kind of exciting. I’ve always wanted to press the alarm buzzer in much the same why I want to press big red buttons with ‘Do No Press’ written above them.)

Nothing happened. NOTHING.

So, of course, I pressed it again. And again. Oh and y’know again.

Nothing. Nada.

I had this sudden fear of being stuck in there indefinitely.

Thank fuck for mobile phones, is all I can say. I called work, and the phone rang, and rang, and rang. By this point, I was pacing and starting to feel more than a little on edge. I have this irrational fear that one day I’ll wake up or I’ll go somewhere and everyone in the world will just disappear - something I’ve always had (yeah I know, abandonment issues much?!).

Finally someone answered. I explained what was happening and how the damn alarm button wasn’t working. Colleague was lovely, and said she’d contact the maintenance guys.

At this point, the alarm buzzer decides to start working and dials through to the help centre. V bored voice comes through saying can they help me. No, I just thought I’d press this buzzer for the lulz!! Help would be much appreciated! I’m stuck in a bloody lift! *sigh*

Colleague phoned me back to let me know that she’d called the maintenance guys and they were on the way. Other colleagues had heard what was happening and started to shout to see if I was ok, which was good. Didn’t feel quite so bad, knowing there were people outside. It didn’t stop me giggling hysterically though.

Maintenance guys arrived and started trying to open the doors, much banging about. The lift dropped slightly (and I was quite willing to shout and scream for them to leave me in here - I don’t wanna drop three levels!!). Doors finally opened. I have never been so relieved. Lift was stuck between floors so I had to climb out in a very unladylike fashion.

So…that’s the run down of my morning. Nothing like being stuck in a lift to really make you appreciate that first cup of coffee and ciggie of the day.

*sigh* so far the rest of my morning has been uneventful. There was a long and rather boring meeting. I don’t think I could have coped if it had been exciting. :p 

Btw – lookit teh purdy mood theme. Jynxie found lots of the piccy’s and showed me how to add them all. :D *loves her Jynxie*

Hi All,

No fic update or anything at the moment - something slightly Real Lifey!

I've agreed to take part in a sponsored 'fright night' to raise money for the Anthony Nolan Trust (who provide donors for leukemia patients in need of bone marrow transplants). On Friday 13th  April, 3 workmates and myself will spend a night (9pm - 4am) in a haunted museum (one of the most haunted sites in the country apparently) with paranormal investigators and a medium.

You can find out more about the Anthony Nolan Trust here - http://www.anthonynolan.com/

And more about the fright night here - http://www.anthonynolan.com/index.php?table=event&id=1194 

If there is anyone that would like to sponsor me to do this (please, please, please, please) you can do so here

(Also if anyone would like to donate a jumpsuit, hoover that I can strap to my back or a friend named Egon, it would be most appreciated!)

In a bid to get more sponsors (I need to raise £100 to go!) I will be offering drabbles/short ficlets (prompt of your choice – please comment to this post with a pairing/theme/prompt! :D) for anyone that is generous enough to sponsor me.

Because most of my flist is not UK based, I thought I should point you to a currency converter - (UK currency is still Pounds stirling) http://www.xe.com/ucc/

I shall of course let you all know how it goes, I'm taking a camera so there will be picspam. My cynical nature tells me there will be nothing to report or see, but hey, I'm sure I can scare a few people to stir up some gossip! 

Many thanks,

ETA: and in case anyone's interested - here's a list of the museum's ghosts