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Work is frustrating, to say the least. I have no writing career anymore, I work at my computer job nights, weekends, all the time. We're a startup with a good amount of money, and actually making money as opposed to just letting it all fly away like some companies I've been in.
Friday they laid people off. Today I'm sitting at my cubicle wondering why I'm here. What the hell am I doing here? What's the point of me being here?
Blah. At least it's not the tech support hell I was in last year at this time.
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A thousand cups of wine do not suffice when true friends meet, but half a sentence is too much when there is no meeting of minds.
--Chinese proverb
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