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Happiness is...

...something that dates ya.

No, no. It's having co-workers from out-of-state send in a barrage of e-mail, because they think you're finally fed up and quit :D LOL.

OOoooooooo rah. :)

They really LIKE MEEEEEE. *snorts*

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summercamp
Feb. 1st, 2006 07:06 pm (UTC)
It's a wonderful (email) life!
none_too_subtle
Feb. 1st, 2006 08:28 pm (UTC)
It did kinda make me feel warm and fuzzy (but OVER-WATCHED). LOL.

You KNOW you got problems when the freakin' company president knows your name (mine was all HEY TERRI in the elevator yesterday, and I almost threw up on him); particularly when you work for such a large corporation and are, for all intents and purposes, a pion.

A highly-functioning/performing pion, but a pion nonetheless. EEps.
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Here is Belladonna, the Lady of the Rocks,
The lady of situations.
Here is the man with three staves, and here the Wheel,
And here is the one-eyed merchant, and this card
Which is blank, is something that he carries on his back,
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