A day of limbo
[Warning - this will be a random post, with all manner of tomfoolery and shennanigans.]
Today had a strange feel to it. There was definitely something wrong, like it had fallen off the end of the array, and landed in some sort of out-of-body non-existant state, replaced by a counterfeit. You know the feeling - There's something you can't quite put your finger on, but it's there, hovering just out of view.
This can happen in the absence of coffee, and stems from a lack of sleep, I suspect. It didn't help that I had a four hour Electronic Principles lab, starting at 8am this morning. Who in their right mind decided that this was a good idea? Possibly the sort of person who says things like "Stiff upper lip, chaps!" and "Come now, boys, we must confound Gerry at every turn. Tally-ho! It's Peru or blast!"
I suppose that this sort of thing "builds character" and is "good for me".
A bad letter: Envelope bears the mark of the IRD (or other government department).
A good letter: Envelope bears the mark of the IRD, the contents of which state that they owe you money, in this case, an interest write-off on last year's student loan.
There was odd stuff going on in the square today, too. Some guy came along at lunchtime, while everyone was having lunch in the sun. He was wearing an Indiana Jones type fedora. From somewhere on his person he produced a ghetto-blaster and a whip. He put on some Fat Boy Slim, and started cracking the whip. As far as I could make out, there was no box for donations. If he had thought about it, he might have used his hat. I think this was a fundamental oversight on his part... Yup, one seriously fruit-laden cake. (Whip Man retired after a few cracks and a fair bit of abuse from the crowd.)
To whom it may concern;
Please return Tuesday. It's not that it is a particularly good day of the week, but it is an integral part of the week, nonetheless. If you return Tuesday to its rightful position, no charges will be laid. While you're at it, an extra day of the week would come in handy, no? You could slip it in, say, before Monday. No? It was worth a try...
Thought for the day:
Today had a strange feel to it. There was definitely something wrong, like it had fallen off the end of the array, and landed in some sort of out-of-body non-existant state, replaced by a counterfeit. You know the feeling - There's something you can't quite put your finger on, but it's there, hovering just out of view.
This can happen in the absence of coffee, and stems from a lack of sleep, I suspect. It didn't help that I had a four hour Electronic Principles lab, starting at 8am this morning. Who in their right mind decided that this was a good idea? Possibly the sort of person who says things like "Stiff upper lip, chaps!" and "Come now, boys, we must confound Gerry at every turn. Tally-ho! It's Peru or blast!"
I suppose that this sort of thing "builds character" and is "good for me".
A bad letter: Envelope bears the mark of the IRD (or other government department).
A good letter: Envelope bears the mark of the IRD, the contents of which state that they owe you money, in this case, an interest write-off on last year's student loan.
There was odd stuff going on in the square today, too. Some guy came along at lunchtime, while everyone was having lunch in the sun. He was wearing an Indiana Jones type fedora. From somewhere on his person he produced a ghetto-blaster and a whip. He put on some Fat Boy Slim, and started cracking the whip. As far as I could make out, there was no box for donations. If he had thought about it, he might have used his hat. I think this was a fundamental oversight on his part... Yup, one seriously fruit-laden cake. (Whip Man retired after a few cracks and a fair bit of abuse from the crowd.)
To whom it may concern;
Please return Tuesday. It's not that it is a particularly good day of the week, but it is an integral part of the week, nonetheless. If you return Tuesday to its rightful position, no charges will be laid. While you're at it, an extra day of the week would come in handy, no? You could slip it in, say, before Monday. No? It was worth a try...
Thought for the day:
"Time flies like an arrow. Fruit flies like a banana."
- Groucho Marx
posted by J.L. at 6:33 pm
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