They Call Me Mum

  • Dost thou not suspect my place? dost thou not suspect my years? O that he were here to write me down an ass! But, masters, remember that I am an ass; though it be not written down, yet forget not that I am an ass. . . . . O that I had been writ down an ass!
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Archive for October, 2003

31 Oct

Ooohhh…Spooky

So, Happy Halloween, Samhain, whatever your preference may be. To my Boss, Happy Birthday. Although I doubt he reads here. And let me say this about my boss and his boss. I wouldn’t want to work for anyone else in this agency. Where else can you take a three hour lunch to celebrate office birthdays? [...]

30 Oct

Another visit to the frog pond.

The SSCEP is coming along nicely. I had about three inches or so done last night while waiting for Klumpen at her appointment, but when I got home, I decided that I hated it. So I ripped it all out and started fresh. I think part of the problem was that the pattern was poorly written. [...]

29 Oct

A rare political comment

I’m not a political writer. I tend to keep my opinions mostly to myself. But Pandionna has such a good way with words, and expresses many things I think, or opens my eyes to other possibilities, that I have to tell you all to go and read her stuff. Today’s entry really makes you think. [...]

28 Oct

Liar, Liar, Pants on Fire!

So, I lied yesterday. I didn’t work on the Opal sock when I got home. I was too tired for words, since I skipped my afternoon nap, and fell asleep before 8:30. I’ve been having headaches and I had the dizziness last week, so I have a list of things to talk to my neurologist [...]

27 Oct

Stability? We don’t need no stinkin’ stability.

the Which van gogh painting are you? quiz by bethany Apparently I’m unstable. Which is ok, because this happens to be J’s favorite painting.

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