a laissez-faire strategy

I received my offer letter for the new job today. I suppose I should view it as verification that it was stupid to fire me in June (they could have let one of the other writers up north go, but they're both TD* suckups), as my job grade and salary have both been increased.

Although I still haven't managed to totally shake the Juvenile Sulk, and still wonder what to do about Ian, I've decided to focus on other things. Both situations should resolve themselves sooner or later.

In the meantime I can be Ferdinand the Heifer. The weather's cooling down some so I can resume bird-watching, and do some more external repairs to Chez Melina and my mother's house.

If anyone is wondering what I mean by Ferdinand the Heifer, it's an awkward gender spin on Ferdinand the Bull, a Disney character who was not interesting in bullfighting. Instead, he just wanted to smell the roses.

I should add here that I think bullfighting is barbaric and cruel, and am glad that the Catalonia region of Spain has outlawed it. Hopefully other regions will follow.

* See Key to Characters at right.