Tuesday, 12 February 2008

Knackering

That was knackering. Three people, and I couldn't see their faces, so I had no idea when they were losing interest.

I talk too much, anyway.

But, overall, it seemed to go okay.

We'll see, if they give me The Call™ (which these days is probably The E-Mail™)

Going home now. First to un café, then for dinner with Casper once he's back from pumping iron.

sleepy now....

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