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In a couple of hours, you-know-who is going to be on a flight to Taiwan, which is unfortunately not going to be one-way. To celebrate the temporary cessation of vitriol-lite and incessant grumbling on this blog, I'm turning in early tonight. This is partly to avoid having to answer a call that I expect to arrive any minute now. Maybe that person will take the hint and drop me an e-mail instead. I don't do well on the telephone. I always sound like a complete dork, which is why I prefer SMSes, because you can come across as being incredibly acerbic and witty. That's not to say that I can't do that verbally, just not over the telephone. I hate making and answering calls. Period. I'm making rapid progress through Hardy's A Laodicean. I'm thinking of writing a story, revolving around six characters and the complexities of their relations with each other. It all sounds very fine and dandy when I think about it; it's the actual writing that poses a problem. Well, one would suppose I should get on with my writing, seeing as that's what I'll be studying at Warwick eventually. Was thinking of doing a distance-learning degree with the University of London, but I've missed the application deadline. Anyway, all the best to my OCT friends going for Exercise Starlight! |


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