I'm a professional cynic, but my heart's not in it.

and with the words "within its remit" with reference to the use of a stapler I have condemned myself to the fifth level of metaphorical hell reserved for managers and telesales. I'm still doing it! "With reference to". Soon I shall synergise my objectives into task based focus plans and then, frankly, suicide would be an option I would step gladly into with a smile and a wave. Weird though. This writing lark. Of course you hadn't realised this until now but this is a transcript of a manual scribble onto paper, with a pen no less! I haven't done it (ooo-er) this long for ages, man I'm exhausted I can tell you - nothing like a healthy scripting sweat. Well, second hand scripting sweat, because you can't see the flowing glorious scribble script that is my luxurious handwriting. Probably why I write in block capitals most of the time when I do bother to put pen to paper.
Typing is the lazy interface for the mind, you can remove, sanitise and correct. Re-read and rejargon it to your hearts content. But once down on paper it all becomes set, scribbles and tippex show your flaws, it's baring your soul in a way I suppose and frankly mine needs a typesetter and sans¹ serif 12 point font.
That said I only scribbled one thing out which I have preserved for you, dear reader, in a way as best I can. Damn this non retraction of words.

Transcribed for you by me for me.



1 A scribble out.