I tried Christmas shopping today, and got nowhere. The inspiration is lacking this year. When I realised I was buying loads of stuff for myself, I decided to cut my losses and come home.
Let the preceding post be a lesson to us all.
What’s John going on about? I’m not entirely sure, but it might have something to do with the craziness that inspired Eliza Effect. Go to bed Mr. O, and pray there are aspirins there in the morning.
ok. so you source out resouces to make a task work. Prince2 readers will no doubt find this completely assinine.
Been out in Edinburgh tonight and have noticed hilarity ensues as always. Why is when I dress like a bum people don’t hesitate to give me money?
Change business structure, integrity and incorporate some flat out rules – you end up with Ians worst nightmare! All jokes aside, someone tried to appoint me as a primary business resource only though I have been at the company two months.
The dark overlord, supreme commanfer, number one at helm of this blog will testffy that idiotic corporate notions cannot be met. Hence my fear. I wish I was M. Frost, thus negating the need for something better than sliced bread.
PS to Ians Mother: Good job. I think he is a good ‘un. Mrs.Pattinson I am drunk