It becomes rather difficult to make some clients happy, no matter what you do. Add to this the problem presented when some clients project their unhappiness with the other side on you. Particularly when things don't go to suit them. Reminds me of Hamlet's soliloqouy. Where's a bare bodkin when you need one?
On the other hand, you have Kate. She sees herself drowning in debt and the inability to meet her obligations or feed or transport herself through Prague. Brimming with anguish and poetic angst, she paints a dreary picture of debtor's prison and transport ships. Before she heads off to Van Demian's Land, she calls on Daddy.
As is wont to be found in a situation like this, she hasn't really figured how much money she needs. When I ask, she falters, then replies in Czech crowns. Quickly doing some math that apparently my daughter cannot do, I throw out a figure. Apparently this meets with approval.
So i take the cash in my pocket and walk down to Wachovia and make a deposit. When I return and im with the daughter, all of sudden, everything is sweetness and sunshine and flowers blooming in the Spring. I see beers being purchased and sausages being consumed. Ah, what simple needs!
And she responds to my last blog with the statement that "my buddy" will be home soon, and all of a sudden, I am happy, too. How strange and wonderful. I think I want pizza and beer tonight.
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I accidentally flagged the blog thinking it would subscribe me to it, when in all actuality it notified e-blogger that there could be objectionable material in it. so sorry. I'm a bad child.
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