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todayiamadaisyLets hear it for Bernie, who has decided to give in (reasonably) graciously and call the Elders Elders. He still found numerous other things to complain about though, such as that the item he had to read about wool prices was boring (which... well, yes. It's about wool prices, Bernie. There's a limit to how exciting it's going to be). To keep him happy(ish) I swapped that for a piece about Limousin cattle, and then he complained because that meant he had to read two items about cows. Grrr. All up, it was three hours of low-level grumbling, at the end of which he allowed that it was nice working with me because I keep things "organised and simple". So... yay me?
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The supermarket I frequent is being renovated. All the scaffolding is currently hidden by temporary walls and the work is being done within them; to enter, one now passes through a long, narrow passageway lined floor to ceiling on both sides by rows and rows of Easter eggs wrapped in foil and glittering under the fluorescent lights. It's like being in Aladdin's cave. Magic.
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In my notebook, as a separate dot point under my note about the glittering egg cave, I wrote this: Halfway... b/w the CbtS. I obviously planned to make a characteristically* profound comment about that, but, um, I have no idea now what it was.
* Australia's Foreign Minister, Alexander Downer, recently responded to a question on the news by saying something like, "I think I showed my characteristic diligence," thereby showing what I feel is his characteristic toolishness. It turns out, though, that using "characteristic" is contagious, damn him, and he's passed it on to me.
The supermarket I frequent is being renovated. All the scaffolding is currently hidden by temporary walls and the work is being done within them; to enter, one now passes through a long, narrow passageway lined floor to ceiling on both sides by rows and rows of Easter eggs wrapped in foil and glittering under the fluorescent lights. It's like being in Aladdin's cave. Magic.
In my notebook, as a separate dot point under my note about the glittering egg cave, I wrote this: Halfway... b/w the CbtS. I obviously planned to make a characteristically* profound comment about that, but, um, I have no idea now what it was.
* Australia's Foreign Minister, Alexander Downer, recently responded to a question on the news by saying something like, "I think I showed my characteristic diligence," thereby showing what I feel is his characteristic toolishness. It turns out, though, that using "characteristic" is contagious, damn him, and he's passed it on to me.
