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Archive for January, 2007

Ask, and it shall be given unto you

Posted by Reed on January 30th, 2007

Dear Friends,
And this very afternoon, I received an email offering me a place at Prestigious University.
I’m going back to school. I am going to be a student again.
Eeep.
[That’s torn it. She’s now too nervous to speak - Ed]

That Which I Have Been Doing When I Wasn’t Doing This

Posted by Reed on January 29th, 2007

Dear Readers,
It won’t have escaped your careful attention that I occasionally wander off for, oh, up to a week or so. Should any of you be so very sweet [and/or touched in the head - Ed] as to mind my absences, I apologise unreservedly. I am a lazy little toad who cannot cope with more […]

Hypocrescendo

Posted by Reed on January 24th, 2007

Let me see if I have got this correct. The Equality Act, due to come into effect pretty shortly, outlaws the denying of goods and services to a person because of their sexual orientation. Adoption agencies, therefore, may not automatically deny a gay couple the chance to adopt based soley on the fact that they […]

And yet smugness is so unbecoming.

Posted by Reed on January 13th, 2007

I am memeing, as a way to deal with the vast echoing blankness that is the inside of my head. It’s still, vaguely, Resolution Season, so here is one I found over at Helen’s, which she found at Charlotte’s, which Charlotte created after reading this Newsweek article listing ten tips to help save the planet. […]

Incommunicado…

Posted by Reed on January 8th, 2007

…until I’ve finished my tax returns.
Sorry.

In honour of my first day back at work

Posted by Reed on January 4th, 2007

Why you should fall to your knees and worship a librarian.
Just saying.

Do you like me? Do you?

Posted by Reed on January 1st, 2007

This is, of course, where I retrospect, elegantly, no doubt while clad in satin pyjamas and sipping espresso from a Wedgewood coffee cup.
I won’t disillusion you, the reality is far too squalid for a sunlit New Year’s morning. Let’s just say, Rita Hayworth does not belong in the same sentence as Vicks.
And I do not […]