January 31, 2003
A quick phone call from work just then confirmed that Adam and I can safely cross out the moving-to-Canada option. The terms on which I’d be sent over there are pretty unfavourable, so we’ve decided to screw it. Or snow-fuck it, as the case may be. Hopefully I’ll still get this new job I’ve applied [...]
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January 30, 2003
Okay. I know I previously pounded away at my keyboard, declaring that the chances of me writing an online journal again were as unlikely as Greg Evans becoming a recognised deity of love in some obscure sect. But this is a blog, so technically my precarious reputation remains intact. So, hi! Here I am again. [...]
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