Very matter-of-factly oldest friend related to me a conversation between her and another friend in which she was telling off T that it was no use expecting me to call anybody to be in touch with them, that I was just too lazy to make the effort and happy enough to stay 'phone-conversation-less' so as long as I was happy to take the phonecalls, my friends should be happy enough to call me.
Oh no! How not complimentary, but how true.
Mostly.
I call on birthdays, people!
And anniversaries.
Which I mostly remember

stuff

Dashiell Hammett's The Thin Man (and a bad Emma Darcy); Yahoo Radio on Cool as Folk, Damien Rice, Badly Drawn Boy and Kings of Convenience; a generator on the floor below at home has moved me to the living room; baingan ka bharta, karela (difficult that); coming to office on time (unhappiness); depilation and much smoothness of arms and legs; office party tomorrow and no shoes; lunch in 15 minutes...