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Thursday, March 18, 2004
It Came Through the Glory Hole It looks like Michelle will not be posting here, as there are reports that she will be starting her own ‘blog (again, to be accurate). If that indeed happens, several of you will receive instructions where you can go to find her. --------------- As I know you’re all dying to know, it’s gonna be Kentucky, Oklahoma State, North Carolina, and Stanford . . . with Oklahoma State beating Stanford in the Championship game. Sorry I didn’t let you know this before your brackets were due. --------------- I thought I had more to report, but alas, I do not. The title of this post refers to a mix CD I did for the Glory Holes’ party last month. I’m going to make the CD available in a couple weeks as a bonus disc for another quiz-tastic giveaway. That's right, friends . . . the main-attraction mix is looking to be pretty special. You’re not gonna want to miss this! --------------- Oh, tomorrow I have my annual review. -- Odds of me getting outright fired: 30-1 -- Odds of me getting a better raise than last year: 50-1 -- Odds of me getting told I’m doing a decent job, but I could be working a little bit harder . . . and oh, by the way, stop swearing so much around the office: even money, baby! |