Gentle Readers,
This morning, I'm lying here in bed while Lydia takes advantage of my sunny room to build her new "girl" Lego. The set overall seems pretty cool, but I don't know why they felt it necessary to come up with a new (and incompatible) style of minifig. I'm sure they worked with a focus group.
It's been a surprisingly long and tiring week. I say surprisingly, as I was not expecting to be quite so tired last night, falling asleep before 10. I just couldn't keep my eyes open. I guess there were a number of draining aspects to the week, from working on a really tedious product re-branding to getting sucked in to a stupid internet argument. I'm really amazed that person in question managed a reinterpretation of history (history in which I was explicitly involved) that actually upset me.
After having met the ultimate troll while I was in university, a man who had the almost magical ability to deride something very important to you on your first meeting with him, I should not be surprised in the ability of a troll to aggravate.
Lydia has some plans today to go and hang out with one of her favourite big people while Cortejo and I go do some stuff that would likely bore her to tears.
Tomorrow we are going to Kingston for the Greyfells practice and also brunch.
Sunday should be a day for sewing.
I'm hoping we will be rejuvenated. Odds are good.
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