Yep, last Sunday was the first official day of winter. Just had the potato, it was fantastic. FANTASTIC. Didn’t even think of putting it in the oven to crisp up, thanks for the tip! I love eating the potato skin. I hadn’t considered eating the oven skin, but I’ll probably give that a miss.
How are you going with your massive project?
Dear lord is this vexing. I just wrestled a seventy-word sentence into coherence. It was about the content of a report about projects that talked about certain human development sectors under two different thematic programmes that were managed in a certain way and lead to certain results. Well, at least I think that’s the right interpretation—this is after I took apart the original and put the clauses in a different order. I left it as:
Finally, both inside and outside evaluations of projects under the governance and the environment programmes reported dispersion of efforts and mixed results for the cross-cutting sectors of gender and human rights, which have been managed without sufficiently clear indicators, directions or responsiveness.
That’s definitely coherent enough for this first pass through… I’ll probably whittle at it a bit more in rounds two and three.
Need.Coffee.Now.
Hope you’re doing well and keeping dry.
Or given what I’ve been doing, perhaps I should say:
It is my hope, that as another member on this message board, which used to be based out of Chicago but is now owned by a new company that currently has its offices in a location I am not familiar with, your evening and endeavours progresses with the type of clarity that is often found here on the Dope, GQ being an especially prominent example of the high level of discourse but infrequently found on other message boards, and that after your potato dining experience and combined with the task you now have at hand, you are doing well both in the general and the specific case, in addition to maintaining a state of dryness that is preferable to a state of wetness.
…man, that doesn’t even come close.
Yes, as a matter of fact, I pulled an all-nighter last night. I slept clean through eight hours without waking up once to have to get up to pee.
Oh. You mean that kind of all-nighter.
egad… I think it’s about time I went to sleep.
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