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July 07, 2005
Blasts From the Past 1
Written on Sep 10 2004:
Having said that, I must state here that I am not the sort who will rip off your, er, blouses or skirts or er, er, er, bras, into thin shreds like a savage sex-deprived maniac or beast once you give the slightest of hints that you are fine with a no-strings-attached date with yours truly. I am actually quite harmless and very subdued in the presence of a female company (just ask those who actually took the plunge and came out unscathed) and if you are guessing where those raw energies from my raging hormones (if they are still raging at all) have gone to, I can give you a satisfactory answer by pointing to you the fact that I use up most of my day’s worth of energy by tiring my brain out trying to figure and mull over the things of life (and get more depressed in the process).
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Written on 7 July 2003 (Exactly one year ago today):
Today, I found out that the pretty lass who was supposed to replace me in the old department had tendered her resignation not too long ago. Rumors were circulating around about her "being offered something better elsewhere". However, colleagues from the old place were speculating that it was because of the work culture.
Three months. It took her that long to attempt settling down, getting a taste of the culture and throw in her resignation letter.
Actually, I was already speculating even before she joined us that she would leave the old place sooner rather than later. So this did not come as a surprise to me.
Yet, being a homo sapien meant that I am a selfish creature and this little episode helped form the teenie-weenie question "where does this leave me?" in my mind.
Although I am glad to say that it has been a peaceful first week over at this new place, I know very well (and I do trust my instincts) that the shit has yet to hit the fan.
I am not being an eternal pesky pessimist, but something somewhere deep in my guts, I know that the lull comes before a storm.
*keeps fingers crossed*
Posted by D W at July 7, 2005 04:40 PM
Comments
Max Brenner or Waffles (only on tuesday) when??
Posted by: Jude at July 7, 2005 05:51 PM
why the blasts from the past all of a sudden?
Posted by: FF at July 8, 2005 12:13 AM
Jude: I have banned a certain ice-cream shop since that infamous pubic hair incident. Max Brenner would be nice, but I would like to suggest that sorbet place. :)
FF: Filling up space here with something better than what I can produce at the moment. Don't mind me...
Posted by: D W at July 8, 2005 02:40 PM