babble

i’m back at work and feel like i’m floating through space. i’m not exactly sure what i should be doing, being out a week does that to you. people keep coming up and offering me condolences and i just never know what to say.

my brain’s a bit muzzy. jumping back into to real life isn’t as easy as i thought. but it’ll get better. when i get home tonight i have a whole heap of stuff to write about. perhaps i can do it after lunch.

i keep waxing philosophic about the beauty of robert the short story teacher, i’m waiting for everyone to want to kill me.

looks like darlingjason and the TTHM are gonna have some stiff competition for my affections.

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