August 17, 2004

blocked

for crying out loud, i seem to suffer a blogger's block. it's got nothing to do with the lack of clever albeit sarcy topics to ramble about.

c'mon, the letter b running out of stuff to vent her spleen on?

it must be the utter madness here at the workplace that doesn't seem to let up for four month's running, that's why. such that not only my braincells are thoroughly knackered, but scattered all over the place as well.

oh well.

as enscribed by the letter b @ August 17, 2004 10:14 AM
yer six pences' worth s'il vous plaît:









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