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25 August So not a word was spoken about the article at work yesterday. Maybe nobody saw it! Or maybe nobody cared, which is more likely. I still can't believe how totally not fat I looked in that picture, man. Now that's what I call a birthday present!! A neat thing, though, is that a friend of mine, Dean (who actually lives in Antarctica, of all places!) wrote me that he was on the front page of the tech section of the Atlanta Journal/Constitution! The papers are discovering all of my friends these days!
My crits have started. I belong to this group of journals that critique each other, and I'm using this round to have them vet the new site design. So far, they are totally just sucking my dick up a storm about my writing, which I'm just digging the most, natch. Of course, it won't last, since there are one or two people in the group whom I know for a fact are none too crazy about my style, which is cool, since I neither expect everybody to like me nor do I want them to, but while all these nice comments are going on, I'm just going to bask and bask. Ahhh...
So I finally remembered to send Michelle and Marq their wedding proofs yesterday. When did I make them? Like a month ago. How long have I been carrying them in my bag? Like a week. I'd say that's about par for me. Something I should perhaps work on if I want this to be an actual career!
Check out that one year ago link below. I remember being really disappointed that I had to sit between David and John.
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