What makes him a good father is probably what adds to his likability as a manager. My Dream Dinner's boss took off a little early tonight to be with his family.
I had two interviews for a new position at the day job this week. I ended up not getting it and I'm neither extremely upset nor glad that I wasn't selected. I'm in some middle space between, "the extra money would have been nice" and "Phew, I'm not going to be in that next tax bracket."
I'm craving ice cream. That's probably a sign of something deeply rooted that I'm not dealing with. I can see myself eating the whole half gallon. Who decided that ice cream would come in 1/2 gallon and pint sizes? (Yea, and some quart sizes)
Love this.
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The daily jazz of my mind, as pure & honest as possible; but know that words are themselves filters of the original thought/idea.
