i captured my supervisor in the toilets this afternoon. wrong place at the wrong time. the arseholes haven't even been particularly out of order today. it's just monday and i'm pissed off at being back on the chain-gang after such a cracking weekend.
so i demanded a pow-wow with him. subject: homophobic abuse. he's put me off til wednesday and i made it known that if "something comes up" and he cancel-postpones, i'll be taking it back to my company. which means his bosses roasting his nuts over an open fire.
very christmassy image, i thought. he said he'd make the time. and memo me to let me know.
fine. wednesday it is, then.
Stella texted throughout the afternoon. it sounds like criminally insadie's been discussed at length since the party. i told Her what i knew. tam and i met her in liverpool in 2006-or-7, she's from manchester, we hadn't seen her in years. yes, she's completely bonkers; yes, i believe she does take more pills than an old folks' home; no, tam hasn't mentioned her recently.
i texted elaine to see if i'd missed anything on saturday. she still hasn't replied.
actually, last night, i got an e-mail from Ms Simone. With a .pdf attatchment. She'd said at the party that She'd sent me “something”, but wouldn't be pressed for specifics. this must be it.
"now you are Hers", it's called and it looks like it might be pretty useful.
i'll try to get started on it over the next day or two. i also took a few notes for an outline of my social and romantic history for the Female Supremacy group.
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