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Another day at home. This time though feeling marginally better. Worked pretty hard today. Actually got lot and lots done. I had to call a company to do some research and the woman said to me,
“You sound enthralled….”

Jesus give me a break. Golf ball gland lady.

I perked up she gave me what I wanted but it made me question the honesty in our society. I don’t think I would acknowledge a total strangers moroseness straight up. Would you?

While writing a work email I read it back before hitting send (thank goodness) and saw that I had done this at the end,

Leish

X

I am going to put that down to a mixture of distraction due to breakfast TV being on in the background and that I am an idiot. Imagine if I had sent that. It was to a government department. I don’t x until at least the second email.

X in text messages and emails are funny. When do you send a x? Does it represent a real x or is it a token gesture. It’s funny when people do put an x at the end of note/email/text and then next time don’t, you wonder what you have done to have been de x’ed.

I have a couple of people that I don’t know where I stand with who have corresponded and finished with a x. What does it mean people? Really? It’s confusing. They don’t pash me when the see me but they put a little kiss at the end of all written communication. Quite strange.

Today I had to catch a bus to go to medicare to get my money for the doctors back. I have never got time to go there in business hours so I made myself go. I picked the wrong time of day though. I went one stop on the bus and then it was flooded with pimply 12 year old boys. So..so.. many of them. It was me and another guy on the bus and then 50 kids. They had that prepubescent waft about them. That sweat without the BO smell and they were all talking in their partially broken voices. A kid looked disappointed when he saw that he had to sit next to me. I thought buddy, you have caught me on a rare cleavage exposure day, you should be appreciative. Give him a couple of years.

Look who has tickets on herself!

I did notice when the bus zoomed passed the local private school girls all waiting for their buses with their knee high socks and hair in delicate ponytails tucked under their posh hats, a lot of the boys peered, drooling out of the window.

Bless.

I am very excited as the wonderful Ted from Tassie is coming to stay with me for the weekend. Ted is the best chuck out the rest. We have scripts to write, booze to consume and I am going to try and convince Ted to move to Sydney while the lovely Rae (his GF) is in Japan…….It not a coercion thing, I just think he would do well here. Hey back off, I’m just saying.

Apparently in my absence from work today there was a shooting. That came out all wrong. I should have said, today there was a shooting near my work but I wasn’t absent for the drama. I shouldn’t make light of a terrible dark situation, but I am.

Ok bad way to end a blog. I really need to get out of this bedroom.