Alright. Tenuous internet connection established, after 60 minutes on the phone. I have never been so assertive in all my life. I sounded like one of those passengers on the airline reality tv shows – weary like I’d been travelling for 24 hours straight, and then forced to live in the airport.
Fuck-a-nut. The ‘customer operative in my area’ will be here within 30 minutes. I really hope it’s not the high as a kite boy who installed everything. The smell of skunk (that’s drugs, my country friends) was so powerful I found myself giggling and craving M&Ms.
I hate being what TMD calls the ‘project manager’ on this sort of shit. I really, really do.
Still, in other news, Marmite had her first steps in the great out of doors yesterday. Born free, etc etc.
existere (latin): to stand out, to emerge. 