About me:

About me:
My name is Venimalia and I’m an Imp. What’s that, you ask? Imps are quite small, but we can pass as human if we want to. I wear high heels and everyone thinks I’m just some small woman. Except that I have yellow eyes like a cat. If I want to pass as a human, I have to wear contact lenses. I have to say, modern human technology is quite practical, but here in my realm, Imprana, we use magic. Imprana lies in a dimension parallel to the human earth and can only be entered and left by Imps.
I work as a keeper of knowledge, which means that I’m in charge of memory stones. See, we don’t have scientific books, we have magical stones that one can unlock to gain knowledge or abilities. One needs great magical powers to unlock some of these stones. Thankfully I am that. Unfortunately I’m also no more than semi-sane. At least people tell me that every time they try to find something in my collection. Personally, I think of myself as slightly eccentric, slightly plump and quite capable at my job.
So here in this blog I’m trying to give my fellow imps and all interested humans insight into my thought processes. I welcome any comments, but please don’t expect a logical-for-you answer.

April 1, 2011

whine time

Project meetings are a pain in the backside, if you ask me. Designed by manager personalities who need to fill their day with something that sounds worthwhile while at the same time doesn’t require any real knowledge on their side. Unfortunately, this is always just one of the interesting personalities always found in a project meeting. It sure isn’t the only annoying person in my project meetings. No, I also have a wouldn’t-it-be-nice-guy. Him I could throttle every time he opens his mouth, because his suggestions are always so hideously far from the real world, I don’t even know where to begin to discredit him.
Of course, most people have a stickler in their meetings. I wish I was so lucky. Me, I have the Jitter-Critter. Every time any attention goes to him he starts trembling and stuttering so much I often think he’ll fall over and croak (unfortunately, he never actually does). On top of that, the little bugger is really good at avoiding work by acting as if he’s already got so much on his shoulders that he might break at any time and acting as if whatever you wanted from him is an awful lot of work. Even if you know for a fact, that what you want can be done in under five minutes, it is hard to argue with someone who doesn’t heed anyone’s opinions but his own.
In conclusion, project meetings are enough to make a keeper of knowledge go insane. At the very least they make me grumpy. Fortunately, the regulars at my HoK have realized this by now and so avoid me like the pest whenever they know I’ve just been in a meeting. The gods be blessed for little fortunes.

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