Wednesday, March 06, 2002
|4:42 PM|
Dammit. This is an update. Poker has been modified. Not enough FOLKS. Drag. Well, guess I'll just have to get good going up against The One Who Taught Me.
So my boss thinks I'm getting too "bleeding heart". Don't get me wrong, this isn't about value of life, this is about value of lifestyle and ideals. A country simply should not stand for random attacks.
I've got an entire Gallon of Orange Juice in the fridge. This is an excellent thing. My cat has yet to attack and damage my daisies. It's windy, but warm, like 75. It's disgustingly ideal weather. I asked my boss why we're inside on days that have "heaven" rubber stamped on them. He said that we work to improve ourselves so that in the future we can enjoy days like this. My reply is that my current job saps at me to the point that self improvment is nearly impossible. If only the raise would come through. If only Godot would show up and let us know. I hate not having control of my own fate. I really, truly loathe this position.
Still, there's not much I can do. Might as well do my best. I have planted the flowers, I have rigged the lights. I can move on to another hobby and wait for the flowers to grow or die.
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//That should close up the previous year.
///Say this is the swap from 2001 to 2002, that should close up the 2001 links.
///Problem is, we also need to close up the final month links too.
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