Monday, February 18, 2008

Headache 1, Antje 0

Just like the times when you are sick, in bed and wishing you could just scream, "i want my mommy," there are times when you yearn for that someone who knew you so well. That someone who had already walked the road with you. That someone who possessed the qualities you needed at such times, and had already been tested.
This is how I miss you now, Mike. And it's not a lament; just a fact.
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I am certain to write a corporate mission statement that involves empowering employees and creating an environment where everyone owns his or her own career.
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"Ogilvey on Advertising."
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I have poisoned the visitors under the house. I hope they take the bait. I am sick of worrying how much of my real estate they've devoured .
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Tomorrow morning I am going in to work late. It's a sad day and a neccessary day and out of it, I get the ability to start work here in the morning and then go in. I think I'll go for a 20 minute run.... That's what I feel will help the situation. Well, no. Actually that's what I feel will help me.

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