Mission update - Gone and forgotten

I am exhausted and relieved. My final essay for my last paper of my OU degree is done. It is not a very good one, but it should do the job. In a short while I am off to the Crawley post office to queue for a long while, where it will be posted off in a strangely anti-climatic way. Then I will go to Greggs, that bastion of cheap, basic and unhealthy lunches, where I will eat a greasy, peppery vegetable pasty (vegies consisting of potato and peas, for those interested). I've just been to the Greggs site as a matter of fact, my interest piqued by writing about it. On their (poorly written and cumbersome) site, they state: 'We would like to thank you for visiting and if you are a customer, for your tremendous loyalty and support.' This baffles me. It sounds like something terribly bad has happened and they are almost surprised that people are continuing to buy from them. Have I missed something? Anyway, this web banner would seem to indicate that they do regard their customers as passionate people (but not passionate about good food, just cheap food), so maybe their customers' loyalty and support is indeed 'tremendous'. Passionate about pasties? Not theirs, that's for sure. Although 'feed your apathy' doesn't have quite the same ring to it, does it?

On another completed unrelated note, I have been slightly disappointed to discover that my workplace is about to ban internet sites not feasibly related to work. I know this means Facebook, so therefore there go my Scrabulous games (which increase my wordpower and creativity, thus my ability to write good copy). Boo. I also suspect that access to blogspot will be restricted, so bye bye lunchtime updates and the positive feeling engendered by embarking on a mission. Boo.
Apparently there has been 'widespread abuse of the internet lately', hence the militant crackdown. But for people like me, who really don't have enough to do every day anyway, and rely on frivolous sites to keep me sane and thus productive, I fear the decision may be the beginning of my descent into madness.
I am already halfway there anyway. I didn't remember Mission 014 that I forgot, so I have failed that.
Well I must go now. The post office queue calls.