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I am having a good week, and productivity is unusually high. I am getting work done, and I'm about 8 inches into my lacy scarf, which I've only been working on since Sunday; on Monday night I made a borscht which, if I do say to myself, was delicious, and last night class_worrier made an absolutely FABULOUS tofu noodle soup thing that I would like to eat forever, and which we both agreed is the most grown-up thing that has ever been made in our household. I am making progress towards my Pop Vultures debut, and in just over an hour I am having a high-powered journalistic luncheon with circumlocute, where we will be conducting SERIOUS BUSINESS and not just having a gossip. Yes. Even the fact that the spending review that may well make me redundant is coming out today, and I woke myself up at 4am by punching myself in the eye, I am feeling good.

So anyway! ANONYMOUS COMMENTS WEDNESDAY. IP logging is off, as ever. Tell me things! Play nice, though.

PSA

OK, seriously, if you are still checking my journal, which is 90% friends-locked, nearly five months after I moved from London, in the hopes of getting a chance to take pot-shots at my ex-flatmate, that is really fucking sad, particularly when her journal is completely public.

I have a lot of sympathy for everyone involved in that piece of drama, genuinely - but I am not part of it, I was never part of it, and I really resent the fact that a large part of the reason I am now almost totally friends-locked is because I got dragged into it by people trying to get at R. through me.

If you've got a serious issue with someone, anonymous comments are not the way to deal with it. In fact, I'd go so far as to say that LJ is not the way to deal with it. Sack up and put your name to what you write, or do what's best for everyone and stop reading things that you know are going to upset and anger you.

Anyhow! That's that then.