I’m back to being the buggy-eyed, stubble-chined Anandhotep that you love and wifey despises. I haven’t shaved nor bathed in the last two days, and the dog is beginning to make faces when she’s around me. The geyser in the bathroom was on the whole day yesterday, but when I fell asleep in my chair, wifey switched it off for the night. I might’ve been hallucinating, but I am almost sure that when I switched the geyser on again this morning, I heard it grumble and complain – pfft…putter…pfft…putter! (That’s in Gesyerese, a language not yet honored by the Google Translator.)
If you are wondering why this smart, dashing, and culturally-rooted man has gone to the dark side, you haven’t followed the trail of my travails from the publication of the first issue (Issue #0) of the QSM magazine.
But I don’t blame you. You caught up with me a little late in the day. Book your own free copy of the next issue of the Quirky, Snarky, Malarkey – QSM Magazine by subscribing here. You’ll get a free pdf in your mailbox – then you can read it at your leisure on your tablet or computer, or print it and stuff it in your handbag to read it on your way home from work.
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Anandhotep now want me to get him a new roll of bandages. In his naiveté, he had used up the toilet roll for bandages. Now stuck in his mummified body, I am dropping paper-shavings everywhere, and wifey is mad as a badger!
Thank you for your sympathy and subscription. I’ll see you again, verrryyy soooonnnn. Rrrrip!