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Today is one of those fun days where i will be trying to finish a number of procrastination targets. That means the dish washer is running, the bird feeder is topped off, i've gone out to check on the racket the crows were making....
I think the crows are a family with recent fledglings: my were they making a ruckus! I half hoped that one of the young ones would be not be fledged enough and that we could adopt it. I believe a pet crow could stand up even to Edward! Happily all the youngsters were fine, just making short flights from various railings to eves as the parents exhorted longer flights.
There's nothing particularly loathsome about the procrastination targets themselves. On the otherhand, look, one of my staff is logged in and replying to a message from someone doing the install overnight. What the!!!
** Time passes as i leave a voicemail with my Dad, collect all the laundry and sort it, win a game of Lexulous (a rare event for me), get a bingo on my first move in the rematch (ditto), and chitchat with Christine and Mr M **
Ahem.
* I am going to go collect all my note entries associated with task #1. 8:16
* OK, not succeeding. Instead i moved papers off the desk and then decided to follow up on my promise to myself that i would throw out all the ephemera i'd collected since March for my ephemera-calendar-scrapbook. I've not entered it into the scrapbook, and i was now reaching the "too large a backlog" point.
* Argh, compulsive purge of expired coupons. Stop! 8:30
* Ok, more garden watering, water in fridge for it to chill, cold water with me, and Christine is up so she'll deal with the mouldy orange. She's also telling me, "You're the champ, you're the champ, you can take this guy, you're the champ." OK! Back at the desk. 8:46
I made minor progress. Off to meeting in a bit.
I think the crows are a family with recent fledglings: my were they making a ruckus! I half hoped that one of the young ones would be not be fledged enough and that we could adopt it. I believe a pet crow could stand up even to Edward! Happily all the youngsters were fine, just making short flights from various railings to eves as the parents exhorted longer flights.
There's nothing particularly loathsome about the procrastination targets themselves. On the otherhand, look, one of my staff is logged in and replying to a message from someone doing the install overnight. What the!!!
Ahem.
* I am going to go collect all my note entries associated with task #1. 8:16
* OK, not succeeding. Instead i moved papers off the desk and then decided to follow up on my promise to myself that i would throw out all the ephemera i'd collected since March for my ephemera-calendar-scrapbook. I've not entered it into the scrapbook, and i was now reaching the "too large a backlog" point.
* Argh, compulsive purge of expired coupons. Stop! 8:30
* Ok, more garden watering, water in fridge for it to chill, cold water with me, and Christine is up so she'll deal with the mouldy orange. She's also telling me, "You're the champ, you're the champ, you can take this guy, you're the champ." OK! Back at the desk. 8:46
I made minor progress. Off to meeting in a bit.
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