2006-01-26
Jo was up at Lake Tahoe at the weekend – she paints an idyllic scene of going for a twilight one-horse sleigh ride in the snow and making sandcastles on the beach with her little boy and then dusting them with snow ‘like icing sugar’. I think she’s getting to like being over there and it sounds as though she’s coping better with being virtually a single parent for a lot of the time.Even though I got that message in the morning I was feeling jealous later when I found out that she’d written to Mike here just to say hello. He, and everyone else around the lunch table, was surprised she’d written to him and not me, which is of course my fault as I perhaps should have let it be known that she sends the occasional update. Of course I know that she can’t risk sending anything to me from an account that Dave might check. She hasn’t said anything at all about how things are going between them, but she did say to Mike that Dave is working very long hours through the week and they try to have nice weekends to compensate.
Oh – and Dave’s been asked if he’ll extend his contract.
What?! I guess she must have just forgotten to mention that to me.
Thanks for the advice on menopause – Nancy I checked out your book suggestion on Amazon, thanks. I kind of think this is something I ought to get now rather than for Lynne’s birthday, huh? As for going to the doctor – she’s about as good as me at doing that but I will do what I can to encourage it. Aren’t there supposed to be hot flushes, or is that not a symptom everyone gets?
And ironically, after what I said yesterday one person did find their way to that entry by googling ‘Cock in her Mouth’. Probably a disappointment – they didn’t stay long!
Let’s see if this one draws anyone in: this afternoon Lisa came though to ask me if I had any data on a particular project the company did about four years ago (long before she started with me). I recalled that there was quite a lot of detail on a cumulative analysis of costs (remember that phrase!) that a chap called Bruce did for us and thought I should have it on the system somewhere, even though Bruce got the chop long since. I had a rummage around on the shared drives but couldn’t see the file I was looking for. So then I did a search on Bruce’s name in my email, hoping that I still had the mail where he sent me the file – although I thought it was unlikely I had anything that far back since some whizz-kid in our IT department managed to delete all my archives at one point.
I found just one short message from Bruce: “Kevin – you’ve got a filthy mind!! I’ve sent that file to dozens of people and no-one else spotted that. I just had to recall the latest version and get the name changed. Cheers!”
And just from that I remembered and quickly found what I was looking for. A file called
Project Squeeze Anal Cum.