| What are we doing?
April 14th, 2004 Having my birthday (38 today, two more years and I'll finally be old enough to, from a wooden rocking chair, sporting cane and gin at hand, freely call the youth 'uncouth lout', 'chit' and 'brat' - I'm looking forward to it), and: Fired! - that is to say, they've made me an offer for contract cancellation, about which I am consulting my lawyer as we speak. For now, I can do nothing else but congratulate my ex-bosses (whose naiveté persists) with a decision that was put off for too long and to me means no less than liberation. |
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