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Sunday, July 23, 2006
premonition
Next week will be HELL. Tomorrow I'll be working. Again. No weekend for now. The bosses will be gone the entire week for a conference in Thailand. But two projects will be running. It is critical that we unfortunate ones left behind successfully pull it off. Our asses on the line. Like right smack in the middle of the freakin' line. Pulling it off will probably be as difficult as crossing the Mexican border with TNT strapped into your clothing.
It's the perfect recipe for insanity. Any one of us could just snap. It never fails you know, that these conferences are scheduled smack dab on danger zones. We never get to rejoice when we're bossless. It's like our fates dictate that we're not allowed to have fun. I predict that if I'm not insane and unemployed next weekend, I'll be in shopping therapy. Perhaps with the pair of red pumps. I hope I find them. For my own sake. 6 Comments:
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strapped in @ 
I feel sorry for you... but I have to say I cannot emphatize, being a bum and all...
You want a pair of red shoes??? I want this fire-truck red heavy leather Jack Spade postman's bag... P23,000...
WHY DO THEY HAVE TO BE THAT EXPENSIVE???? :(