soapboxdiner

Where, oh, where, has my lottery winnings gone? Where, oh, where can they be: Ode to the UGC

Blech! Work. I have to go there in 8 minutes.

How is is possible to love what you do, the atmosphere, the absence of micromanagement, and HATE going in and doing it every day?

As far as I can tell, it's that they come due at the same time. Oh, and while you're at it, cover for your co-worker too. Oh, and hey, would you be OK with answering about a metric bazillion stupid questions and develop and manage three new resource databases? Great. Thanks.

7:51 am - 11.20.08
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