The Monkey Princess (stellanova) wrote,
The Monkey Princess

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Thanks for all your commiserations and good wishes. Alas, I had no time to track down a data-retrieving geek, as my deadline was yesterday. I eventually tracked down nearly all of my interviewees, and got up at an ungodly hour this morning to get the horrible thing finished. Which I did. Hurrah! However, my joy was shortlived. I set off soon after twelve to meet barsine for lunch, intending to get the bus which leaves Bray at 12.05 and usually gets to me at about 12.15 -20. By half past twelve it hadn't turned up, so I texted barsine to say I was running late. By twenty to one, I was getting worried that I'd be too late. By a quarter to, I rang poor barsine and left a cross message saying that thanks to Dublin Bus being so monumentally crap, I now wasn't going to get into town in time at all. So I had to go home! Like a fool! And here I am. I hate everything.
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