saintadatha

tonight i meet her mother.
for dinner.
all formal like...
(whilst her pa is away. hmmm.)

cross thine fingers, i ask.

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... the new bar-esque plan isn't running quite according to, well, plan.
but then, what does?

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my new fob watch is super fine; super sexy; super me; super super.
fyi.

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question: your favourite quotation?... hit me.

How art thou fallen from heaven, O Lucifer, son of the morning.

I must not fear. Fear is the mind killer. Fear is the little death that brings total obliteration. (etc.)

It is by will alone I set my mind in motion.

In principio, mulier est hominis confusio.

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still working on (reading, contemplating, not actually writing anything) the dissertation.
head in a strange place.
a vast, homely cavern of a place, if you will.

... how to be sociable at such times?
... how to initiate/further the employment fandango?
... how to stop whinging more like!

pfft.

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