A derivative of the word "direct", spelled in reverse

I don't think it's going to take you very long to find it. I can only think of 3 or 4 other words.

Anyway, I told you this blog was a sad bloody mess. If you find it and you don't like what you read, well, it's here and it's me. This is where I go when I can't keep my thoughts to myself anymore.

I look forward to coming to work every day now, because of the possibility that we might meet up. Of course it doesn't mean I dress up all the time now, but I certainly look very cheerful. And preoccupied. Noticeably preoccupied - that's starting to become a real problem.