Once more into the breach, dear friends! Much I could say, but I am loathe to poor petrol on already blazing bush fires. Let's talk about work instead:
I must have been out of it at work. There's a meeting every Friday where I'm supposed to give a report on goings on in the library, even though that's completely irrelevant to the attendants of this meeting. I run a law library, and hardly anyone at this meeting has legal training. Ah well, the vagaries of the public service! Anyway, it came time to give my report and I reluctantly admitted to the existence of the library. The following dialogue resulted:
Employee 1: "And you're the spokesperson for the library..."
Employee 2 (and chairperson): "So speak!"
(I would have squeaked, but nobody would have gotten the reference.) The rest of my report was rambling and disjointed. I think the sexual frustration is getting to me. I'm glad I'll have ristin to help me with it tomorrow. ;)
Aldi, I'm sorry I probably won't be able to see while I'm down in Melbourne. I did mail your stuff to you, though. Please be assured I still value you and respect you as a friend. :(
"Whatever it may bring
I will live by my own policies
I will sleep with a clear conscience
I will sleep in peace
Maybe it sounds mean
But I really don't think so
You asked for the truth and I told you"
The Emperor's New Clothes - Sinead O'Connor.