I was about to post a poem, a haiku infact. A bastardisation of one I found on Kuro5hin. However, on reflection, and remembering that (as I see in the server logs) my dad visits here occasionally, I’d best not. Anyone interested should check out this comment on a story on Kuro5hin.
I was going to change the last word to war. The day I’ve had, infact week we’ve had, I could change the last word to all-landlords-letting-agents-referencing-agents-and-you-too-cos-I-hate-you-it-them-everything. Except that’s too many syllables. And not a word. Bugger.
Anyway, I was reading something on Kuro5hin and came across a link to the poetry of Donald Rumsfeld on MSN. Genius.