In other news...
[25th Sep, 2007|15:07]
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I'm so happy to be back at work today
[1st Aug, 2007|09:56]
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Cats Make Everything Better
[20th Jun, 2007|13:47]
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Last night an abandoned kitten was discovered in the parking lot at work. The cat has been adopted by city hall and now lives in my office since I have the only office with both a door that closes and no motion sensor (it's impossible to access my office without passing though an area the does have a motion sensor). |
EDIT 4:14 p.m.: Office kitty has been adopted to a good home and won't be living in city hall after all. |
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[17th Apr, 2007|14:04]
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 If one actually got exercise from exercises in futility, I'd be be f'n Mr. Universe by now. |
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ZelleFallhammer
[27th Jul, 2001|23:17]
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 | | Behold my veal-fattening pen... |  | | ...where I spend my days |
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A note about my "friends-only" posts
[20th Jul, 2001|10:28]
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For those of you that read this and aren't on my friends list, you don't see the whole picture. After noticing some hits coming from the proxy server at work in the evening after I was home I realised some of my more extreme work-related kvetching should be kept out of the public domain. The hits were just the proxy refreshing its cache, but it reminded me that 1984 was, in fact, 17 years ago. |
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I'm feeling much better now, thanks.
[24th Jun, 2001|09:54]
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Another bout of moodiness endured. I have moments where I want to change the whole damn world all at once and beat myself up for not having done it yet. They don't exactly represent the best parts of my personality, but I've learned over the years that they are integral to my process. The feeling that I haven't done enough keeps me doing things. The feeling that nothing is quite good enough keeps me improving myself. If I was content to sit in my cubicle all week, spending my evenings watching TV and my weekends on brainless and trivial athleticism then I would be really useless. |
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