September 4th, 2007

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So I've got my idea for the article I need to write, which is Sharing The Fun. What kids get out of our trips is that we're showing them what *we* do for fun, and inviting them to join in it. Now I get to turn that into 500 words and hand it in to the boss for review. I also owe him a letter about what my job is, but that's less timely. And my body has decided that after a week of heatwave it wants to go to bed.

I'm going to try overruling it, but I'm still feeling bad about having alienated an old net-friend by sending him a cartoon. No, I don't know how that worked either. Apparently it played into a stereotype he suspected me of, and was feeling pissy enough to take action based on that without bothering to tell me he was pissed off or why until after the fact. Shit happens; time to move on.