It's not as though there was nothing to do; in fact, there was so much paperwork smeared across my desk like 80 gsm bleach-free jam that I didn't even know where to start. So for a long time, I didn't. I suppose if I'd paid attention to the advice offered by my desk calendar, I may have realised that a journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step. My journey today began with the words, "meh, too hard" - but as far as travellers go, I looked mighty fine in my paper hat.

How about that for a band name? The Fine Paper Hats.

News-wise, there's not a lot out there to work with right now, so in lieu of real news, I bring you ... a snippet of a Messenger conversation. I still don't understand why they told me I'd never make it as an investigative journalist.

Steempy says:
i'll be shopping for pants tomorrow

Steempy says:
and fine-tuning my resume

OddSock says:
'bout time you got a pair

Steempy says:
those are two unrelated things which i won't be trying to do at the same time

OddSock says:
heh. "Sir, how are the trousers?" "Can't talk. Tweaking."

Steempy says:
lol

OddSock says:
mmm. So a fun day ahead then

Steempy says:
yeah it's a crazy life