For disappearing acts, it’s hard to beat what happens to the eight hours supposedly left after eight of sleep and eight of work

2 December 2009

So, it is December 2nd. December! Already! … But enough of that shock and horror at the all too expected passing of time. It wearies me.

Instead let us talk of more joyful things, like strikes, paycuts, and forced unpaid leave… Okay, that wearies and bores me. I’ll move on, to yet more abuse scandals and cover-ups in the church… Too depressing, right, okay. I *can* find something entertaining to mention. I know I can.

Hey, have you heard about Tiger Woods and the meeja’s invasion of his privacy?

Err, what about that weather eh?

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