tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5734266766203380275.post1873762324886795592..comments2023-07-05T11:01:35.281+01:00Comments on Against Her Better Judgment: In which I am a fraudBlondehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04135846185772109032noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5734266766203380275.post-24264249718075662372011-02-06T11:16:06.395+00:002011-02-06T11:16:06.395+00:00The real point is that this is VERY good news for ...The real point is that this is VERY good news for us, rather than you.<br /><br />Lots of posts as you struggle with the "plus one" problem.<br /><br />Loving it......Hamishnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5734266766203380275.post-59617343425628822972011-02-04T12:34:49.814+00:002011-02-04T12:34:49.814+00:00I have no interest in marriage or children and it&...I have no interest in marriage or children and it's not just a not yet thing it's an ever thing. i have never desired either and it rankles that i am still frowned upon for that. you'd think that at (nearly) 33 people would have stopped saying 'you'll change your mind when you meet the right man'<br /><br />Anyhoo, addresses on spreadsheets, surely that's what gmail contacts is for?Dream in Greyhttp://www.dreamingingrey.co.uk/blognoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5734266766203380275.post-33108131547051744782011-02-04T11:54:25.764+00:002011-02-04T11:54:25.764+00:00Ditto ditto and ditto. Marriages and kids are love...Ditto ditto and ditto. Marriages and kids are lovely for other people but not for me. Not yet. And as for my mortgage, I'm in denial that I have managed to buy a house. If I think about it it makes me break into a cold sweat. Much better to just enjoy sitting on my little sofa and pretending that I'm not responsible for the four walls around me!Helenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15187405625806124612noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5734266766203380275.post-38120167050787249182011-02-04T11:49:03.169+00:002011-02-04T11:49:03.169+00:00You cannot beat a good spreadsheet, that is an und...You cannot beat a good spreadsheet, that is an undeniable fact.<br /><br />I think we all sometimes look at where we are and what we are doing, and think that we never thought we'd be doing that when we were messing about in the back of French at school.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5734266766203380275.post-68893521269691999452011-02-04T10:56:53.706+00:002011-02-04T10:56:53.706+00:00Ah I love the smell of spreadsheets in the morning...Ah I love the smell of spreadsheets in the morning. They make me happy. Unnaturally so. An acquaintance recently sent me a spreadsheet he'd created to solve sudoku, because he knew it would cheer me up.Politigalnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5734266766203380275.post-12431045329353350442011-02-04T10:28:42.484+00:002011-02-04T10:28:42.484+00:00Pikz - we overlapped! Hurrah! I am not alone. This...Pikz - we overlapped! Hurrah! I am not alone. This is clearly a phenomenon. I am cheered.Blondehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04135846185772109032noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5734266766203380275.post-8891549853776398792011-02-04T10:27:56.539+00:002011-02-04T10:27:56.539+00:00NC: Huh. I didn't realise you were an adresses...NC: Huh. I didn't realise you were an adresses-on-spreadsheets type too. Duly noted. But I am glad you feel the same. I do wonder quite how I got here. I'm not entirely ok with the fact that I'm not 18 any more...<br /><br />Soupster: You too?! Oh thank heavens. This is most reassuring. And no - cocaine whilst pregnant is probably not advised by the DoH.Blondehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04135846185772109032noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5734266766203380275.post-31386517497861939742011-02-04T10:20:14.710+00:002011-02-04T10:20:14.710+00:00your not a fraud...i feel a fraud in my 4 bedroom ...your not a fraud...i feel a fraud in my 4 bedroom house with my grown up job and yet the most exciting thing recently was the fact my friend sent me a adult babygrow. Everyone keeps asking when we are getting married and having kids...most of the time we just go to the pub :) I am now the only one of my friends not married, engaged or with sprogs...but i will do it all my own way xxPikznoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5734266766203380275.post-22484378612360086132011-02-04T09:17:58.336+00:002011-02-04T09:17:58.336+00:00(Word notification on the above = cocaine... Can&#...(Word notification on the above = cocaine... Can't do that pregnant... Not that I'd do it at all).Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5734266766203380275.post-12278238123713055432011-02-04T09:17:18.237+00:002011-02-04T09:17:18.237+00:00As Nutty has said, I think a lot of people feel ex...As Nutty has said, I think a lot of people feel exactly the same.<br /><br />Sometimes as I sign off an email, I catch sight of my job title and think "eh? I left school less than a decade ago, how did I end up here?" Same is true about living on my own. I'm not sure how I managed that. Looking at houses to buy freaks the life out of me.<br /><br />All topped off, of course, by the fact that my little sister got married last year and is expecting a baby. Now, that is weird!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5734266766203380275.post-29521120628505394702011-02-04T08:40:58.667+00:002011-02-04T08:40:58.667+00:00There's nothing wrong with spreadsheets dammit...There's nothing wrong with spreadsheets dammit!<br /><br />On another note, the feeling of being a fraud is not one which you feel alone. I am constantly in awe at the thought that I haven't lived at home for 10 years, that I have a proper job, that I pay bills and live and work in a different country. One day, maybe I'll wake up and I'll find myself back as the teenager I still feel I am. Scary eh?nuttycowhttp://www.parlezvousmoo.comnoreply@blogger.com