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Jul 09, 2008 22:00

After the joys of school visits with 11yo children, there was the joy of printing at "work". I could moan more, but that would get too identifying for words. And that's without the dots on the horizon being zulu warriors and you are standing next to Michael* Caine.

I am basking in a happy feedback induced glow.

And, on the reading front, "The Yiddish Policemen's Union" by Michael Chabon has picked up more speed and anything involving a farcical Bond-ian escape from some nasty people while handcuffed to a bed has to be very good.

For the unwary, "work" is my volunteer job of a vague archaeological nature

And I really cannot spell Micheal without a spell checker.

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