I am looking for the phone number of a person. One of my last resorts was the text file I have saved and sent to myself a couple of times some time ago. Searching through my aggregated inbox, you see, not necessarily the best idea this aggregated inbox, I have learned that agenda is probably one of the most tired words in project management jargon: I have it in 453 messages.
I don’t. But I know what I am going to do on 26 August!
Some pretty amazing things have found me.
First, some time ago, my former boss, who every once in blue moon sends randomly significant things to me, has sent me this. Read it, it’s a brilliant account, a piece published by The Huffington Post and tagged Gay Families, Gay Marriage, Gestational Surrogacy, Living, Prop 8, Twins, Living News. I wanted to write about it, but being where I am workwise I will now settle for this very brief mention.
Pretty much in the same line of business, a long-awaited initiative, that I like because it’s serious and decent comes from two friends you can also find in my blogroll. I am jealous. Good jealous. (Guys, let me know if I can help.)
These being said, I am hitting the shower and my neighbours being crass - apparently they have either stopped flushing, because of water costs I assume, or someone has died in their bathroom, repeatedly.
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