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Tuesday, April 23rd, 2002
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9:11p - Hello darkness my old friend...
... I've come to talk with you again... doot doot doooooo.
Yay. Back to the gym *again*. This whole on again off again workout thing is starting to really aggravate me. Must lock down a consistent workout schedule. Gonna try for each night after work, any of you are welcome to join me.
Well, I'm thinkin' the ongoing irritation that work has become is going to come to a head in the next couple days. The boss is flying up here tomorrow, scheduled for being at work all day Thursday, then flying out sometime Friday.
I'm gonna attempt to vent my frustrations on her without being *too* negative. This is gonna be damn hard though. I'm trying to figure out a nice way of saying, "I hate my job because it is a completely pointless waste of company resources." Right now there are few people that take us seriously simply because its VERY obvious that the work we churn out is so utterly useless. I'm hoping to play the angle that I know exactly the direction we need to go to turn our group into a vital part of the company.
The toughest thing is dumbing down the plan enough for it to be easily swallowed by my brain-dead supervisor. Hopefully I can pull this off.
I think I've totally worked out my metaphysical beliefs. I'll post a full description later.
My plane ticket arrived today. Wooha. That makes me incredibly happy.
Now, for something else that makes me happy... the Soldier of Fortune 2 demo. Mmmm...
current mood:  drained
current music: Machineries of Joy a la live365.com (10 comments |comment on this)
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