In 2002 - a year before graduation - I had been recruited by one of the most prestigious legal firms in Australia to commence employment in February 2004.
A prospect I had been extremely ambivalent towards as I could barely tolerate the company of my fellow law students so the thought of having to spend a life time amongst the same type of people only now as practicing lawyers didn't thrill me in the least.
I had been supposedly recruited for my rare analytical synthesising abilities which were phenomenal even back then even though they were still extremely undeveloped in need of nurturing and cultivation, which had been guaranteed to me as a condition of my employment.
This analytical synthesising ability of mine creates an unusual set of dynamics insofar as everyone is initially better than me.
Take for example the destruction of the twin towers in New York City on September 11th, 2001: in the initial years following those events forensic crime investigators, structural engineers, physicists even conspiracy theorists possessed better skills than me in analysing the raw data.
It is only when these various entities begin filing their analyses and findings does someone of my abilities come into their own.
Prior to any of that happening the only assistance I can really offer is making tea and sandwiches, which I'd be happy to do as opposed to sifting through the rubble looking for clues as something of that nature could possibly compromise my maintenance of a detached perspective.
It was never understood by these people at this legal firm just how much of a delicate flower I am with respect to making full use of my potentials; in addition to the fact the senior female partner at this firm had for whatever reason seemingly taken an instant dislike to me.
I had begun my employment during the last month of summer, which is February in Australia. I had survived the three months of autumn and the first month of winter so it is now July 2004, which is the coldest winter month in Australia.
Legal people dress very conservatively wearing a combination of neutral colours consisting of blacks, greys and whites even in the summer months. The only difference being people tend to wear thick woolen clothing in winter along with thick woolen coats.
It is for this very reason I arranged to have delivered ten cubic metres of beach sand to this senior female partners home address with the specific instructions for the sand to be dumped on the driveway just inside the front gate.
It is also for this reason I arrived at the office the next morning wearing a bright light colourful summer frock with black bikini underneath wearing a wide brimmed straw hat and carrying a large straw beach bag with a beach towel draped between the handles with beach sandals on my feet.
This is in spite of the fact the winter temperature was near freezing.
She had arrived at the office before me and had obviously confided in a few people about her overnight trials and tribulations with respect to her incapacity to garage her car due to someone having dumped a pile of beach sand in her driveway.
Subsequently, the connection was instantly made by everyone in the office when I casually strolled around lamenting, "If only I had some beach sand to lay my beach towel out on".
It was this event that was the catalyst for the events I described in my Panacea Perdition video.
It is not an event I mention too often because in 2004 Australian woman Jennifer Hawkins who is the same age as me had won the Miss Universe Beauty Pageant; whereas, in comparison, my only life achievement up until then had been in the placing of an order for ten cubic metres of beach sand just to spite some bitch.
The relevancy of the content in my video will become apparent in future videos.
Edit: There is an audio glitch in my video with the term unimpeachable in the phrase 'unimpeachable platonic relations'.
