The thesis progresses, slowly. Working full time is not really helping things along. My essay is where I left it on the weekend, about 300 words in. I have the dentist looming at me on Friday afternoon. Not the savage dentist, but Claire’s dentist, reccommended for her qualities of kindness and love (not that these will help me once she levers my mouth open, but still….). ANYONE has got to be better than old Savagey-Forcep who, while sticking a needle into my gum, comments on how ‘these haven’t been taking too well lately’. So calming and thoughtful. Didn’t have pancakes last night :o( should have. Keep getting snippets news from my brother who is (name drop name drop) vamping about London with Ralph Fiennes step-daughter…I keep imagining situations like the one in Fawlty Towers, but instead of ‘Don’t mention the War’ she’ll be whispering savagely at him ‘For gods sake don’t mention Maid in Manhattan!’
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