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PROCRASTINATION - MENTAL CONSTIPATION

PLEASE DO NOT BE ALARMED. YOU HAVE COME TO THE RIGHT PLACE.

The eagle-eyed will notice that I've changed the template, font and colours of my blog (I've always been a huge fan of Trebuchet MS.) This is a feature of my seemingly bottomless capacity for procrastination. The almost infinite formatting options offered by an Excel spreadsheet will keep me amused into the small hours, like an infant in a sandpit. In fact, I had a sandpit when I was an infant, perhaps that's the root of my procrastination... Anyway, get used to it, it's just what I do.
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The TEFL Tradesman said…
Dear Sir,

I wish to complain about the colours used in your blog. They are far too bright and inducive of merriment for a blog devoted to tales of death and graveyards, etc. I would suggest you consider employing the colours black, purple, and red, as being far more suitable for tales of Tefl squalor that you appear to specialise in.

Yours faithfully,

Sandy McManus
21 September 2007 at 04:08
M C Ward said…
Dear Scotsman,

With respect, who said graveyards had to be depressing? To me, whilst they are places commonly associated with quiet reflection and rest, they can become quite lively if the imbibing of Special Brew is indulged in in said locale. Squalor may be my bread and butter, but hope has to live eternal for pity's sake.

Yours

Anglo-Welshman
21 September 2007 at 11:08
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