March 08, 2006

I'm pretty stressed. I'm going to GTS on Sunday, and I'm stressing about that. My day job has devolved into a pile of obscure, seemingly insolvable problems, and after promising me a new project for several weeks the company I'm consulting for finally got it to me, but of course it has to be done before I leave...

Urge to kill rising...
Ross

Posted by direkobold at March 8, 2006 11:31 AM
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You know, once I was thinking of quitting when I was diagnosed with brain, lung and testicular cancer all at the same time. But with the love and support of my friends and family, I got back on the bike and won the Tour de France five times in a row. But I'm sure you have a good reason to quit. So what are you dying of that's keeping you from the finals? -Lance Armstrong

Posted by: sti at March 10, 2006 03:47 PM

Boy, I double...no triple dog dare you to complain again Ross :-)

Posted by: Fred at March 11, 2006 03:12 PM

Ross went to Las Vegas and was never heard from again....

Posted by: Bonehead at March 14, 2006 07:36 AM

Something interesting I found on the internet.
Chicago poet Carl Sandburg, who wrote in the poem "The People, Yes": The people so often sleepy, weary, enigmatic, is a vast huddle with many units saying: I earn my living/I make enough to get by/and it takes all my time./If I had more time/I could do more for myself/and maybe for others./I could read and study/and talk things over/and find out about things/It takes time./I wish I had the time.

Posted by: Geshin at March 15, 2006 08:02 AM
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