i wish the lady sitting behind me and my boss could get their stories straight.

epistemological question for the philosophers out there: how do we know what we know? can knowledge be absorbed by osmosis from sharing office space with people? or do i, pleb that i am, have to rely on the old-fashioned methods of people perhaps mentioning to me when they want me to do something for them?

Am happy to try ethereal transmission of thought beams, or intuiting from patterns formed by discarded post-it notes is always a favourite, but i'm not sure about the effectiveness.

my friend is out with a boy tonight. they have been to dinner, to a movie, and tonight is dinner again. she wrote to me to say that he is really very, very nice.

and then told me to slap her for being so girly and annoying.

i nearly got teary at the loveliness of it. just so happy that finally some boy has the good taste to take her out and the good sense to be really very, very nice.