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freckles_and_doubtWork avoidance is a fine art. It's the ten-day vac, and my hierarchy of Work To Do runs roughly as follows:
Our very sweet cleaning lady, Lizzie, is worrying me profoundly at the moment. She is suddenly all insecure about her job, and apparently fears we're going to fire her at any moment - not because she, or we, are actually doing anything that suggests firage, but because, it transpires, she thinks someone in her local area is sending muti against her. Specifically, she's just been allocated a house in one of the new Khayalitsha government housing developments, and she worries that her ex-boyfriend wants the house, and has hired someone to make her lose her job and move out, via some unspecified muti. I am feeling somewhat helpless against this, since to suggest that the muti business is absolute bollocks (a) is counterproductive, (b) sounds basically rude, and (c) is politely disbelieved. I am contemplating digging up all the ol'Wiccan books in my library and constructing an Amulet of Anti-Muti. Not that I have much truck with any of that stuff any more, but I think she might. It's pretty darned weird. Twenty-first century? Not so you'd notice.
- Writing fairy-tale encyclopedia entries, which I am avoiding by:
- Writing a paper on Patrica McKillip and medieval romance, which I am enthused about because the Dread Editor really liked the Tolkien paper, although by and large I am avoiding McKillip-investigation by:
- Writing reviews of Worthy South African Novels for a local magazine, which I am avoiding by:
- Temporarily losing said Worthy SA Novels, so I am forced to attack the metre-high stack of other borrowed books I'm supposed to be reading (some from the bookclub, some from stv), although I'm avoiding that by:
- Webbing the book club's booklist, or at least thinking about webbing it, although mostly I'm avoiding that by:
- Worrying about the marking and tut preparation I'm not doing because I'm avoiding it by:
- Re-reading, for the umpteenth time, my collection of English detective fiction, which I can and do avoid at any time by:
- playing ShadowMagic.
Our very sweet cleaning lady, Lizzie, is worrying me profoundly at the moment. She is suddenly all insecure about her job, and apparently fears we're going to fire her at any moment - not because she, or we, are actually doing anything that suggests firage, but because, it transpires, she thinks someone in her local area is sending muti against her. Specifically, she's just been allocated a house in one of the new Khayalitsha government housing developments, and she worries that her ex-boyfriend wants the house, and has hired someone to make her lose her job and move out, via some unspecified muti. I am feeling somewhat helpless against this, since to suggest that the muti business is absolute bollocks (a) is counterproductive, (b) sounds basically rude, and (c) is politely disbelieved. I am contemplating digging up all the ol'Wiccan books in my library and constructing an Amulet of Anti-Muti. Not that I have much truck with any of that stuff any more, but I think she might. It's pretty darned weird. Twenty-first century? Not so you'd notice.
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Date: Wednesday, 31 August 2005 11:24 am (UTC)