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:: Monday, June 30, 2003 ::
Andrew is becoming quite the independent cuss these days. This morning he insisted on walking down the stairs all by himself. It's fascinating and terrifying all at the same time. Watching him grow into his own person is astounding. I never tire of it. (OK, sometimes he wears me down to a nub ...)
This is Betsy's last week at the Business Journal. They are going to regret not hiring her, especially in light of the person they DID hire. He apparently has a degree in Philosophy; I dubbed him "Socrates," which seems to have caught on in the newsroom. I half expect a frantic phone call from His Dirkness (the boss) next Monday morning when Socrates decides not to show up. I'm sure there will be a good reason, steeped in philosophical babble. Saving that, I give him three months. Cynical old cuss, I am. It won't be long before Betsy finds something else, of that I'm sure. Things happen for a reason, though that reason isn't always readily apparent. Ever have the feeling something is staring you in the face, and all you can see is an outline? What's that saying about not seeing the forest for the trees? :-)
Annoying bits ----
Our e-mail is changing. Our provider was purchased by Comcast. New e-mail is kipperdoodle@comcast.net
People that just don't get it. Rather like a mosquito you can hear buzzing in your ear, but can't quite manage to smack. Damn thing just won't go away ....
SPAM. The electronic AND the kind made by Hormel. (No, I didn't describe it as "edible.")
News reports/editorials about WMD. Knock it off, already.
Neighbors that stare at you every time you walk by.
Oven mitt commercials.
Cranky retail clerks.
Mosquitoes.
:: PokemonGuy101 11:03 AM [+] ::
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