Had a small row with Eleni this morning about the clinic books again. Nothing big, but I went quiet and made coffee instead of saying what I meant. I hate that I do that. Plato saw the whole thing from the printer and didn't look impressed.
ugh, the quiet coffee thing. been there, darling
Ha, thanks Leila. Honestly I'm rubbish at saying the real thing out loud, so the coffee and the silence is pretty much my default. Trying to do better, ela.
Quiet ones tell me everything, darling.
Ha, you're probably the only person who's ever got me to talk. Thanks for not making me feel silly about it. Going to try to actually sit down tonight. 🙂
Quiet ones tell you everything because nobody is listening to them properly, darling. Come by Monday and I'll make you talk over a second helping.