Wednesday, July 23, 2008
The Way Things Go
17.18 On Time
Last year when the "Who wants a stab vest?" list went round I didn't put my name on it. I figured, as I almost never leave my desk, I'd be relatively safe.
I didn't figure on the levels of intrigue, paranoia and naked ambition reaching such intensity that I'm beginning to think I need to start watching my own back in case I stab myself in it.
Suddenly, body armour doesn't seem such a daft idea.
Heartcore - Wildbirds & Peacedrums
Last year when the "Who wants a stab vest?" list went round I didn't put my name on it. I figured, as I almost never leave my desk, I'd be relatively safe.
I didn't figure on the levels of intrigue, paranoia and naked ambition reaching such intensity that I'm beginning to think I need to start watching my own back in case I stab myself in it.
Suddenly, body armour doesn't seem such a daft idea.
Heartcore - Wildbirds & Peacedrums
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