Another week, another reshuffle at work. I discovered my desk on the bottom floor this morning, on my return from a short trip to the Cape. Im sitting next to a large window, which may aid my milkyness, but only on the right hand side... like one of those soft-serves from the Windmill. Initially strawberry and vanilla, transitioning to chocolate mix.
I havent moved house. I will soon, but was gifted a few extra days to sort my life out last week and took advantage.
Cape Town was the stuff. 7 brutal games of the sport formerly known as Frisbee. The Ultimate crowd is pretty offbeat, unfortunately I'd already entitled my
last post, else I would have called it 'Pretty mainstream' or 'Vanilla Rog'. It'll take us a while to get into the culture, like it takes a while to get into an orange unitard. You may have some reservations at first.
Other things from the trip. I met a butcher, who's actually an accountant. I took a left after the bridge. I watched a Lithuanian play tennis, and saw (more heard) a Ducati 1098.
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