This time two years ago ... in fact, almost literally this time two years ago as I calculate GMT ... I was in a Manchester hospital after being the unwitting victim of an angry mob at an airport. Not the most fabulous of memories. I'd prefer to remember yesterday two years ago when I hiked up to Sleddale and how the results of that one last-minute trip have followed me since then. Yep, hike on up and check the graffiti on the leftmost door if you need a reminder of the date. My name's right next to it. You can't miss it.
This time two years ago, too, apparently my friend Chad was at a party and had no idea that I was in a hospital ... in England!!! I forgive you, Chad, I forgive you.
No idea if I'll get all sentimental in my Christmas rant. We'll see. If you have been, it's piling.
'Dinosaurs killed by ducks in the larynx?' by Kara
Wednesday, December 23, 2009 at 10:24 AM
Christmas Eve Eve is what it is, and busy busy busy is what I shall be. But it's always the way. All actual holiday-related stuff is sorted. Now it's making sure I get all my work done -- at work -- so I can leave here with a clear conscience this afternoon.