o20. it's been emotional;
After a two hour lesson from my PA (who is altogether far too affable, making it impossible to stop her harassing me) on Polaroid cameras and how to use them, I decided to invest in one. I'd be more comfortable if she'd burn the one of me smiling, however. Stubborn creature. And yes, it's coming to dinner. Then I'm coming after you, Electra. Father may not appreciate it.
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I find myself in better spirits than I have been since I arrived here, I think. Everything before that has blurred, I must admit; too much has followed it for it to remain intact. With the exception of father's condition--which I can and will deal with in time, whether I am correct in my assumptions or not--things are... easier. People or not so stupid, or else I am not so ready to label them as such--which would suggest my mood has improved. Dealing with children closer to the age of Tisamenus as I remember him last was trying and actually rather amusing, but I confess it gave me the push I needed to stop floundering with Hermione. Decisions were easier as just another desperate man.
And if my PA could stop with the assumption that there is more to me than a stoic front, I would be much obliged. It is not a façade; it's my face and the manner in which I deal with most strangers. And, for the record, most of my employees and clients are far more receptive to feeling intimidated than they are to niceties. No one likes niceties. Kingdoms do not run on them. I do not issue them. There is a reason my offices are soundproofed.
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If Helbsy doesn't stop calling and leaving the exact same message over and over again, I will personally go down to his office and strangle him. I'm not available because I do not want to speak with anyone--one message is sufficient. Nine is just torturing the secretarial staff, because they're the ones getting the short end of the stick.
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I find myself in better spirits than I have been since I arrived here, I think. Everything before that has blurred, I must admit; too much has followed it for it to remain intact. With the exception of father's condition--which I can and will deal with in time, whether I am correct in my assumptions or not--things are... easier. People or not so stupid, or else I am not so ready to label them as such--which would suggest my mood has improved. Dealing with children closer to the age of Tisamenus as I remember him last was trying and actually rather amusing, but I confess it gave me the push I needed to stop floundering with Hermione. Decisions were easier as just another desperate man.
And if my PA could stop with the assumption that there is more to me than a stoic front, I would be much obliged. It is not a façade; it's my face and the manner in which I deal with most strangers. And, for the record, most of my employees and clients are far more receptive to feeling intimidated than they are to niceties. No one likes niceties. Kingdoms do not run on them. I do not issue them. There is a reason my offices are soundproofed.
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If Helbsy doesn't stop calling and leaving the exact same message over and over again, I will personally go down to his office and strangle him. I'm not available because I do not want to speak with anyone--one message is sufficient. Nine is just torturing the secretarial staff, because they're the ones getting the short end of the stick.