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04.07.2006 – Tuesday 4 July – Sandwiches & Pizza

• Nothing particularly exciting to report for today—I awoke when my alarm went off, arrived at work on time, underwent more training, and left on time. Once home again, I watered the garden, did some laundry, bought and ate pizza, and went to bed. Today was free sandwich day at work, it would seem.

• I listened in on Shelley’s phone for most of the day, trying to learn the system at work.

Comment by martin – Thursday 6 July 2006, 5:31 PM

  If you don't mind me asking Ned, what's your job? The readers of this blog need details to fuel their interest.

Comment by Ned – Friday 7 July 2006, 7:52 AM

  It’s perhaps overly cautious, but as I do deal with private and confidential information at work, I’m keeping all work-related entries that specifically mention names, places, products, events, and so forth, in private entries. I don’t usually mind if my friends know, but I like to keep some separation between myself and the internet at large. The last thing I want is to be accused of inappropriately divulging private information, and I wouldn’t put it past people at work to read this.