m31andy: (Evil Andy)
(stolen from [livejournal.com profile] icedmaple) - another "randomise your ipod and answer these questions" meme. In this case you are naming the songs playing when you do various things during your zombie apocalypse film.

Instead of just listing the songs, I thought I'd get creative and actually describe those scenes in full. This means that you don't need to know the song picked to enjoy the result (although, I suspect a working knowledge of Pink Floyd, Queen and Mika is needed to survive any zombie apocalypse.)

Let me take you on a strange journey through time and brains )

m31andy: (Precipitate)
A few terrible (maths) jokes. Just for [livejournal.com profile] gritsinmisery. Yes, you can beat her up for encouraging me.

Unfortunately, no pun in ten did )

Just don't ask me to start writing down the old shaggy dog stories. I think someone might shoot me.

ETA: to fix the minor inaccuracies in the jokes. My friendslist is a haven for pedants, obviously. *grin*
m31andy: (Accounting Troll)
Favourite moment of the day so far* - using the phrase "accountant-cum-hitman" in a fic.

Now I want to use it in a work context. But unfortunately the boss is off until next week. Can I wait that long?

Okay, question for y'alls. What do you think an accountant's preferred method of homicide be? (Note: answering 'boring people to death' is not acceptable. I'll be using *my* preferred method on anyone who suggests such a thing.)

* Well, I'm meeting [livejournal.com profile] cuvalwen later. I'm sure it'll move down the list...
m31andy: (Accounting Troll)
I've just found this. It just proves how insane I am at times. ('tis unfinished, for obvious reasons.)


It was rare that they were both on the same page, but here they were and Credit couldn't stop drooling. Debit was wild and wanton and *expensive*, though Credit held all the cash. And there it was, that oil that smoothed the path of romance. Credit gave and gave, Debit took and took, her figure well-rounded and smooth, tantalising Credit with each glimpse of comma....

Of course, Credit's friends weren't too happy. Even Equity, who was normally so reserved, tried to persuade her from her infatuation, told her she had sold out. But Credit wouldn't listen. Even if it ruined her, she couldn't help but submit to those extreme processes that Debit seemed to effortlessly control. The suspense of being held to account for every transaction, no matter how minor, excited her almost beyond anything she could take. Her cost centres seemed to be in permanent meltdown, her fixed assets quivering, her need felt tangible, taking stock in the situation impossible in the face of such utter temptation.

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