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liadnanWahey. Capital Gains Tax and Inheritance Tax are, all of a sudden, beginning to make sense after 6 hours immersed in that fascinating work Dymonds Capital Taxes. It's one of the things I really enjoy about learning new stuff, that moment when what seems like a hopeless jumble of confusion suddenly comes into focus, though it's better when it's something more inherently interesting than tax. I hope it won't suddenly fall out again. In the meantime I rang up my solicitor to say that I might have trouble in meeting the "urgent deadline" of "the end of the week". Turns out he's not in the office tomorrow anyway.
Even so, still feeling a bit down and therefore have little to say. Fed up, lonely, sex starved, bored and the rest. And I seem to have suddenly lurched into one of those phases where not one of the couple of thousand books which are steadily decreasing the floor space of my flat holds much attraction for me. Maybe I should cheer myself up with a visit to CXR on the way home... Or not. Maybe I should write something. Or not.
The Campbell row seems to become curiouser and curiouser. Now Nicholas Soames, arch Old Tory, has weighed in on the side of Campbell, which I just find bizarre. I shall be really pissed off if it turns out that Campbell is actually, on the one occasion when it seems possible he and all he stands for might be blown out of the water, in the right...
What else.... I want a kitten. Oh no, I've said that before... maybe I should stop writing stuff here for a bit until I have something new to say. I seem to have fallen, or lurched perhaps, into the habit of posting at least once daily, if I took it back to once a week I might have something of substance to say.
I wish they would hurry up and sort out the network so that I had proper and always on access to my email. But what I learnt at the AGM indicates it may be the end of the summer before everything is done. And my that was a long and.. difficult meeting. And I can't write about it even if I was under the delusion that any of it would be interesting to you. One thing which does spring to mind though is how bloody stupid the Chancellor was to shove NI contributions up so much. Talk about a tax on jobs... not only do the employers have to increase their contributions, the increase in employees contributions means that unless their gross wage is increased their takehome pay goes down. Draw your own conclusions about what every employer in the land starts wondering, particularly when times are hard.
My pet leaf is crumbling. Maybe I should have taken out insurance so I could take it to the vet.
Even so, still feeling a bit down and therefore have little to say. Fed up, lonely, sex starved, bored and the rest. And I seem to have suddenly lurched into one of those phases where not one of the couple of thousand books which are steadily decreasing the floor space of my flat holds much attraction for me. Maybe I should cheer myself up with a visit to CXR on the way home... Or not. Maybe I should write something. Or not.
The Campbell row seems to become curiouser and curiouser. Now Nicholas Soames, arch Old Tory, has weighed in on the side of Campbell, which I just find bizarre. I shall be really pissed off if it turns out that Campbell is actually, on the one occasion when it seems possible he and all he stands for might be blown out of the water, in the right...
What else.... I want a kitten. Oh no, I've said that before... maybe I should stop writing stuff here for a bit until I have something new to say. I seem to have fallen, or lurched perhaps, into the habit of posting at least once daily, if I took it back to once a week I might have something of substance to say.
I wish they would hurry up and sort out the network so that I had proper and always on access to my email. But what I learnt at the AGM indicates it may be the end of the summer before everything is done. And my that was a long and.. difficult meeting. And I can't write about it even if I was under the delusion that any of it would be interesting to you. One thing which does spring to mind though is how bloody stupid the Chancellor was to shove NI contributions up so much. Talk about a tax on jobs... not only do the employers have to increase their contributions, the increase in employees contributions means that unless their gross wage is increased their takehome pay goes down. Draw your own conclusions about what every employer in the land starts wondering, particularly when times are hard.
My pet leaf is crumbling. Maybe I should have taken out insurance so I could take it to the vet.
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Date: 2003-07-03 10:54 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-07-03 11:13 am (UTC)I want *hourly* updates on the progress of that damn leaf, y'hear?
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Date: 2003-07-04 01:35 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-07-04 03:44 am (UTC)Now all I need to do is to work out a way to make people want to buy the stuff I write. Step 4: PROFIT!
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Date: 2003-07-04 12:02 am (UTC)Can completely empathise with the lonely and the sex-starved bit. I really ought to be used to it but, apparently, one of the drawbacks of no longer being emotionally committed to a disintegrating relationship is the fact that not-having-sex is no longer a Good Thing. Ah well.
Let me also add my voice to the chorus and say that daily postings are good. And Rik is right, regular updates on the leaf's condition would be desirable. :)
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Date: 2003-07-04 03:45 am (UTC)