mix-up - cabaret voltaire

i had Ms Simone on the phone last night. first for about forty-five minutes, then an hour or so after than for another hour!

the second call was, by far, the most interesting. most of it was focused on Female Supremacy (in general) and where that differed from Her own, personal variation of it.

i went straight to bed after Her call, still turning some of Her ideas over in my head.

i'd kind of decided that i'd take the book in with me today and read a bit more of it on their time. when i arrived, there was a note waiting for me as i signed in at reception. i was to report back to my old office.

nothing was said when i walked in, although i notice my desk had become a repository for things nobody knew what to do with. which is acceptable - we all do that when someone's off.

i had a few texts from tam starting about eleven. i got the impression he had something on his mind, but needed a bit more of my attention before he'd give it up.

i'd checked the group this morning, to see if anyone had replied to my post on breadmakers. and the original poster had.

my relationship with breadmakers is this: they're useless. why not buy a decent food processor and have done with it?