Friday, August 24, 2007

My feet are hot

Very, very tired.

I'm going to Canberra on Monday for the week so I need to get everything done or postponed before I go.

Feel rather adrift too, the lloing changes don't seem to diminish in importance no matter how much I try to ignore them.

I should also note that Peta's Granfather died this morning so there's nothing wrong with my prioritising or perspective then.

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About Me

Despite compelling evidence to the contrary this was never meant to be about either beef or cheese, subjects in which I have little more than a passing interest. It is true however that the fates have recently conspired to find me work at a cheese factory but this is little more than a cruel, coincidental joke told at my expense.