oh, gods, board schedule checking season. This is, as we know, always obnoxious and horrible and causes me to erupt into irritation and then crash into exhaustion and illness more or less annually. It transpires, however, that previous years of board schedule checking were in fact a kind of lost idyll, a Nirvana whose like we shall not see again. ( Read more... )

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I did not expect to wake up this morning to a Trump victory. I also did not expect to have that victory hit me like an actual punch to the gut, since which I have been in on and off in tears. Even before reading Tumblr, with its intimate window into the pain and fear of the very liberal-skewing American bloggers I read, I was wandering around the ( Read more... )

oh wait. I can't buy a new car because I don't have a valid driver's licence and the banks won't let you have the car without one. There is no way I can acquire one in the next month as my work life is wall-to-wall nightmare. I will thus negotiate this wall-to-wall nightmare on foot ( Read more... )