I dislike going in to the office / working at the weekend, and especially hate not being able to finish off the work in the time I’m in the office on said Saturday! An extra couple of hours at home this evening saw tests created, stuff moved around and extra code written to hook up the pieces, with some interesting coding music:
Oh l’amour
Written by Clarke/Bell
Oh l’amour
Broke my heart
Now I’m aching for you
Mon amour
What’s a boy in love
Supposed to do
Looking for you
You were looking for me
Always reaching for you
You were too blind to see
Oh love of my heart
Why leave me alone
I’m falling apart
No good on my own
Oh l’amour
Broke my heart
Now I’m aching for you
Mon amour
What’s a boy in love
Supposed to do
Why throw it away
Why walk out on me
I just live for the day
For the way it should be
There once was a time
Had you here by my side
You said I wasn’t your kind
Only here for the ride
Oh l’amour
Broke my heart
Now I’m aching for you
Mon amour
What’s a boy in love
Supposed to do
No emotional ties
You don’t remember my name
I lay down and die
I’m only to blame
Oh love of my heart
It’s up to you now
You tore me apart
I hurt inside-out
Oh l’amour
Broke my heart
Now I’m aching for you
Mon amour
What’s a boy in love
Supposed to do
Oh l’amour
Broke my heart
Now I’m aching for you
Mon amour
What’s a boy in love
Supposed to do
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Poison (Live Version)
Alice Cooper
Your cruel device
your blood like ice
One look could kill
my pain
your thrill.
I wan’t to love you but I better not touch [don't touch]
I want to hold you but my senses tell me to stop.
I want to kiss you but I want it too much [too much]
I want to taste you but your lips are venomous poison.
You’re poison runnin’ through my veins
you’re poison
And I don’t want to break these chains.
Poison
Your mouth
so hot
your web
I’m caught
Your skin
so wet
black lace on sweat.
I hear you calling and it’s needles and pins [and pins]
I want to hurt you just to hear you screaming my name.
Don’t want to touch you but you’re under my skin [deep in]
I want to taste you but your lips are venomous poison.
You’re poison runnin’ through my veins
you’re poison
I don’t want to break these chains - poison.
One look could kill
my pain
your thrill.
I wan’t to love you but I better not touch [don't touch]
I want to hold you but my senses tell me to stop.
I want to kiss you but I want it too much [too much]
I want to taste you but your lips are venomous poison.
You’re poison runnin’ through my veins
you’re poison
And I don’t want to break these chains.
Poison
I wan’t to love you but I better not touch [don't touch]
I want to hold you but my senses tell me to stop.
I want to kiss you but I want it too much [too much]
I want to taste you but your lips are venomous poison.
I don’t wanna break these chains - poison.
Runnin’ deep inside my veins
burning deep inside my veins - poison.
I don’t wanna break these chains - poison.
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I feel bad working at the weekend and at home on the ground that this is time that should be spent with the wife, except that she spent the morning/early afternoon throwing herself out of a perfectly servicable aeroplane, and hooked by a certain young wizard and a half blood prince. Oh well. Working at home has its benefits that for sure - feet up with two cats keeping me company and music playing nice and loud. If normal office hours were spent in this sort of environment I wouldnt complain in the slightest. Someone want to hire me to work mainly from home, with only a few touch-base meetings at an office?
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