Well another couple of weird ones. Been into the office a couple of times today. Have to make arrangements for trip to Poland. Car still vanished, but promised back today. Anyway, 2nd visit, the girls were in the kitchen, eating and chatting - one girl had just returned from holiday. Sit down and eat, chat a bit with them and take some time to try to figure them out better. (KEYS)

Naturally many things I'd asked for, one has to push in a certain way, or it is never done. All was very very friendly, and we talked more than we ever had... Nipped to office to see Acc, and the guv'nor calls. When I passed the opening chit-chat and went into my office progress, it all became rather noisy, and the connection was lost. I should really have shouted at them, and will do if it happens again. (quick nip downstairs)

However on this visit, all is sweet and I am being taken for a haircut. Would rather she took me, but today's visit was kind of curtailed. She seemed more distant. Not unhappy with the magazine pic and even took 2 copies to show, but in some ways a mini-step back. We watched a bit of Austin Powers 2, and I saw a lot of the parody in myself and my own 'naff' behaviour, coupled with such a blatant lack of understanding of what a woman wants. It occurred that she might see the same in me. Oh no... will I have to plan even movies so carefully?

Reg v Coss. Funny this as I am reading the language now. When in an office on the phone, I noticed a staff circular, written in Ukrainian, regarding an apartment property. I don't know a lot of the words, but recognised the names, numbers and street addresses. The apartment in question is in a block that I know. It is not the same apartment, but there are not many in the building. The stalker lives in it. I visited once, but since have coincidentally walked past it, as it is on a route I have habitually used. I am not getting involved.

Is this a salvo?

In fact, come to think of it, when discussing the circular with the person on the end of the phone (who the circular was from), that was when the staff swang into action, on phones and printers. A few copies of the letter coming out of the laserprinter disrupted my conversation with him about the letter. How mad is that? Hopefully something will be done.

Downstairs again.

Car still missing - maybe next week? How can I plan if I cannot depend on things that normal situations would take for granted?

Anyway, here's a picture:

Standard school English language textbook from 20 years ago. Communication is better nowadays, but ludicrous games are still being played, across all levels.

Will leave you with that.