Displaced anger warning

The EverCRAPest situation continues, and my buffers are pretty much full. Apologies to anyone whom I may offend; I'm not actually shouting at you, but at The Worst Bloody Double Glazing Company In The WORLD.

I have formally requested our money back, on top of the job being completed. I think that's the least they owe us.

So

Comment on the recent series of politics-oriented essays has been mostly favourable, which is nice. Most of the adverse comment has taken place obliquely and in other journals, which makes it easy to ignore.

I debated cut-tagging the pieces, because they were long and boring and political, and perhaps I should have. I'm certainly not going to go back and do it now.

We have been promised a builder to complete the floor tomorrow. If he is not there, and especially if I get another pathetic excuse, the balloon will go up. We just watched a couple on telly put up a conservatory twice the size of ours in eight weeks of weekends, for under five thousand pounds, and while remodelling their bathroom at the same time. I couldn't see any difference between theirs and what ours is supposed to be.

Not a happy Nyrond. Tired of serious posts, and frivolous posts just don't seem worth it.