I want to go back to bed. Sleepy. Today is going to be a day full of closed door meetings, coffees, whispered conversations and me not getting my work done. Corporate drama: it's the best kind.
At some point people will want to know where I see myself within the organization. Where do I want to go? What do I want to achieve? What are my feelings on all this?
I'm going to point at my mouth and say, "Food goes in here."
About Me
- Duder
- An anxious chewer of nails, I can often be found running alone in groups of spandex clad North Vancouverites or attending an AA meeting and hoping no one asks me to share. I give an inordinate amount of thought to creating my own religion, but ultimately end up playing sudoku instead. It has been medically proven that I was born with a horseshoe up my ass. I believe one should be respected not for the money they have in the bank, nor the letters behind their name, but rather by how they live their lives.
My Blog List
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Dating fucking sucks.9 years ago
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Poems written on the water13 years ago
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It's 201014 years ago
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