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[lolabobs]

I have almost no voice whatsoever - and I talk for a living. Well no, that sounds much more impressive than it is - I talk near people for a living. At people? However you classify it, today I have been croaking. Thankfully the hour and a half interview subject didn't turn up, and I've been doing a lot of three-ways today which allow others to do the work, but even so. It's not attractive.

It has garnered me a lot of sympathy however, and as I don't actually (touch wood) feel ill, I suppose I can't complain.

I took my 1974 Playboy magazine to work today (for colleague amusement, not offender!) - Those I showed all commented on the advertisements first (I'm gonna scan a couple tomorrow), then the "This is an historical document I'm looking at honest, gosh this is quite sexist isn't, what are there women in here?" pretence duly satisfied, all went on to comment (without exception) on a) Isn't it tame, normal Lads Mags show worse thant his nowadays. B) Look at the size of their Lady Gardens and c) Collars and cuffs don't match!

It was quite educational.

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guilt trip!

I am online late because I am slowly becoming nocturnal - just damned workness gets in the way of converting completely! Also because I am an exotic flighty nightbird - or because I can't sleep very well. Perm any three. Or some such thing.

I am also on line early sometimes too.

I am online most times actually.

Last night I played games with people who drank muchly, and I had my car and drank coke. This was distinctly unfair.

I won the games though (they said I had an unfair advantage)

I have to go to bed, because I have to go to a conference tomorrow and be conferencey. s long as I don't talk. Plus my heating is on a timer and has run out and I'm cold.

So there!

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