Death comes for us all (a melodramatic haiku of retirement)
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guts and garters

It's all fun and games until someone loses molecular cohesion.

Wednesday, March 05, 2003

Memory lane in HTML - circa November last year:

the Male: when will you know about SAD?
the Male: because i'll have to book flights and arrange leave
titania fae: God knows.
the Male: that's what i thought you'd say
titania fae: aaargle
the Male: it's ok, i don't mind that you're predictable
titania fae: Arrange it. I'll lie to the office, if I have to, and say that I need another week or two for academic reasons.
the Male: if you could do that tomorrow and email me when it's been cleared, i'll sort it all out tomorrow aftrnoon
titania fae: You doubt my ability to get the office to do my bidding? Oh ye of little faith.
the Male: I have absolute faith in the ability of the world to put obstacles between us
titania fae: What, we living in a Russian novel or something?
the Male: i think so
titania fae: OK. I have a post-it note: "To Do: 1) Lie to office. 2) Write thesis."

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