hmmmmm
or rather
hummmmmmm
dont have much to write about.
i have been working like a dog this last week.
side note: the expression "working like a dog" makes absolutely no sense being that all dogs do is lay around, and occasionally chase their tales.
my manager is in africa until the 29th.
that makes me the manager
that means i have to work my hours as well as his.
this would be great if i were paid by the hour.
but i am not.
stupid salary.
when i get stressed out i like to go to barnes and nobles and sit in their really big comfortable chairs and read either short stories or comic strips.
today i read an entire book of "zits"
i feel very relaxed now
11:06 p.m. - 1997-10-28
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