I'm still looking for a job. I know. In this economy, you're all amazed that a whole month haqs passed and I am not yet firmly esconced in a corner office. It's just that every day I spend unemployed is another day I spend at home. It's not easy to repair a marriage when one has to constantly be in contact with one's spouse.
If it's true that absence makes the heart grow fonder, it's doubly true that familiarity breeds contempt.
Tuesday, August 17, 2010
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