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August 2011


Scenes of Minor Peril

30th August 2011

Sarge had a Boys’ Night on Friday. I may have shut myself up in the office to write, with loud country music on. I may have even forgotten to eat my cheese-centric dinner, reserved for nights Sarge isn’t home. I flipped between the very sparse notepad on Sarge’s Linux-run computer,, Facebook and Irene updates. At about midnight, I decided it might be a good idea to call my Mom, and left a long-winded message on her machine. So long,…

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Zen Like Trees

26th August 2011

I had a day-job meeting up North yesterday, which meant I was up at 5.20am.  I gave my PA the front door key, so the buzzer didn’t blast me out of bed and make for an even ruder awakening.  I got dressed in twenty minutes and left Sarge with a pillow over his face, blocking out the untimely light, forgetting to switch it off before I left. Outside, it was gray and purplepink, tones I usually associate with the sunrise…

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Waiting on Hemingway

23rd August 2011

As I admitted in a previous post, I fried my laptop.  Again. I was all ready to cash in my coffee insurance, and was even a little proud of myself that I managed to do THE EXACT SAME THING a second time.  I was racking up crazy writer points.  To go with my Post-It notes and pens and frizzy hair.  Or something. I had come to terms with the fact that my machine would stay fried, again.  I might have…

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No Love in an Elevator

19th August 2011

Someone got stuck in our lift yesterday.  No, it wasn’t me. Unlike other buildings I’ve lived in, the engineers  came out quite quickly, and it was working again almost before I knew it was gone. People have actually asked me if I’m afraid of lifts.  Well, no.  If I were, I’d be screwed.  Or at least much thinner than I am. As I’ve said before, I have no issue with stairs if friends and beer greet me at the top.…

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