IPJ CAN GO AWAY!

Mere moments ago, affected by the sheer inability to care any longer, I finished Insanely Arduous Task No. 2 of the week, the completion of IPJ articles (Blogger's Note: My AR saga was not, how I hoped, over upon previous Blog, but is now, so am dislodging from memory). The editing of 16 articles and the design of the publication is now done (a job formerly assigned to someone since departed from FIP, but whose fee I somehow fear will not trickle down to me...) and I leave it to the hands of Design Guy to put it all together in the smashing way I have laid out for him. Please let this be simple and easy. Is there any hope for simple and easy?

So, in the immortal words of John Cage [LONG LIVE ALLY McBEAL! AND THE RERUNS ON RIGHT NOW!], I'm taking a moment. I wish it was a Starbucks moment, or a GBF moment (any and all would do, setting and accoutrements of little matter), but it is MyrBlog moment. Just me and you, Blog. I'm thinking happy thoughts...mmmmRobbie...mmmBrazil... mmmRobbieinBrazil....mmmGBFsandeveryoneelseFABinBrazil...caipirinha...

I was fully intending to do the big NOTHING this weekend, but have decided that I must put up the invisible forcefield and resist the gravitational pull of "boring" that this city tends to have on inhabitants. SO, am meeting NEW GBF and POTENTIAL NEW ROOMIE in A'dam tomorrow for a fabulous late lunch of champagne and strawberries, then an evening OUT (where? who? when? who knows!) followed by an overnighter at a swank pad overlooking the Prinsengracht. I need a night of pure thought abandonment. The weeks previous, however enjoyable, were fraught with thought and muchly void of relaxation. I'm not asking for much, as on Monday the office will once again provide ample opportunity for chaotic worry, but this nice little mini-break will do just fine.

I just realised that I have spent weeks writing thousands upon thousands of words...and here I am writing more. Is this telling me something? Hmmm...

Missing a variety of people/places/things today. The usual list is present, with some extras. Spoke to JJ last night (this particular initial combo is not exactly cryptic...) and was filled with GLEE at the prospect of a visit from he and the other FTC President. WHOOP WHOOP.

Fingers and brain need break. Going to read gofug.