Tuesday, October 2, 2007
Whatever.
Blechh. Here's me, Lara Croft of crochet fame, so worried about stupid, unwoolly and unworthy issues that I can't muster up the wherewithal to post to my blog, despite the fact that I have much blogworthy news. This Leader of Men thing is not all it's cracked up to be. Distinctly Unwoolly.
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Hey Baby D,
Despair not, tiny one...despair not. Just realize the folly of trying to organize all those crazy humans, and then (who could possibly?!)satisfy *all* the demands of the crazy humans, and simply then decline to continue further.
Fake a second back-injury which disallows you to sit at a desk, or attend any meetings---and you will soon be back to your beloved wool-work.
Honestly; my mom was asked to become Dean of O.C.A. (Art College in Toronto) and went to one meething, realized that the infighting/backstabbing/hollow-promising etc. was all too much, and that no one could save them, and declined the position.
Perhaps it's time for Laura Croft to grab the nearest vine and swing out of harm's way?
The adventurist's advice,new vine, new swing.... Jen :>)
may I say cagontó!!!
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