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Flightless bird.
We're connected to each other by this very fragile thread; of love, belonging, validation. Sometimes it's made of rope, sometimes a hair, wax and wane. In adversity or illness for some the thread can break, become lost or no longer tangible ( Read more... ) -
The centre of winter.
Oh, Paul, what did you do? -
Old.
I am aware of a tiring, of sorts. With LJ, among other things ( Read more... ) -
Other people's weddings. Self pity alert.
Weddings are lovely aren't they? All that love and joy and wonder and into the great unknown, together. I had a most pleasant time. Many people made me laugh with the clever workings of their amazing brains, good food, great speeches, beautiful women, beautiful men, some very silly dancing ( Read more... ) -
Crap x 2
It really could get worseMy manager is in fact pregnant to That Guy At Work. Strangely, I did think she would tell me that today (I had supervision this morning) and lo, there it is ( Read more... ) -
This working life, Part 986877654564
Well, interview and presentation over at 2.45pm, job offered to me at 6.30pm ( Read more... ) -
It's life, Jim.
I am older, again. I need to learn how to start dressing like a woman my age; I suspect I need to throw out the converse and the slim-fit jeans ( Read more... ) -
Really.
Words cannot describe the conflicted feelings I have whenever I see that Wii / BBC iPlayer / Guitar Hero advert with the Generically Handsome Family Man.
The conflict arises over whether to puke or smash the telly first.