With the addition of a new line on the side of the head, there is a feeling that it has taken out the essence from elsewhere. As if the fuzzy introduction is a deal done against the balance of it all.
Water shot from the bottle over and without touching the lips has been trickling more and more down the front of the shirt. Even the seat is getting quite a splash here and now from failed attempts. Much more relaxed in the execution, far too much finding itself making a limp leap from plastic to gullet.
On answering phones, while other people have taken quite a regular stand, they remained frightfully silent. Names might be delivered in one shot, but come the rest of the introductions, lost in all the flavour. Gone.
Finally, in a round of three, no segues existed to make themselves apparent. More the regularity phasing in and out, interruptions even more pronounced here in this week than in previous. Crazy lines drawn in a sandstorm.
Soon Van - Saturday, 21 May 2005 - 11:56
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