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Aug. 30th, 2013 10:53 pmOh I have been a Weepy Wendy today. Walked into work and basically spent most of the morning in tears - think I was in the loo more often than at my desk. Which, you know, a bit pants.
Still, I endured the day. I cancelled most of my appointments and avoided as many phone calls as I could and now it's the weekend so.
Yesterday was good though - It was my non working day, so I met a friend for lunch... We met at 11.30 and finally departed the snug at 6.00! Was good though. (even if part way through the afternoon it became burningly important that we remember how the Solar System worked and how the tides worked and what exactly it was the moon does. It's perhaps the only time in my life I will ever feel like Sherlock. We phoned her son in the end to put us out of our misery. And no, we were stone cold sober, our shame was entirely our own.
Still, I endured the day. I cancelled most of my appointments and avoided as many phone calls as I could and now it's the weekend so.
Yesterday was good though - It was my non working day, so I met a friend for lunch... We met at 11.30 and finally departed the snug at 6.00! Was good though. (even if part way through the afternoon it became burningly important that we remember how the Solar System worked and how the tides worked and what exactly it was the moon does. It's perhaps the only time in my life I will ever feel like Sherlock. We phoned her son in the end to put us out of our misery. And no, we were stone cold sober, our shame was entirely our own.
