Thursday, March 11, 2004

In a blink, it becomes the kind of day that you want to paste over and start again so watch out. If you could rub out the morning and re-write it with everyone getting from A to B safely, on time and preferably with a donut and/or coffee.

The news is on in one of the meeting rooms downstairs and people are filtering about and through the mood. Mostly it is normal. But I don't have anything else to say today.

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