Hang on to your hat
Watching August walk up to the front door can only mean that rat bastard July is leaving with at least 10 ten days of my life I didn't get to live. July is just like all the rest of his roommates: A liar and a thief.
August is going to be very busy. I'm scheduled for two workshops and a friend and his wife are coming up for a visit from down south. Then there's projects I'm trying to get done and, not to be forgotten, job hunting.
Perhaps I should be finalizing my resume instead of writing this ......
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Only ten missing days? Oh goodness. I can't even begin to think of how many of mine have disappeared. Maybe 10 isn't such a small number.
BTW, checked out the BarCamp registration and looks like I may have missed it! I registered on the waiting list. I guess we'll see how it goes.
Ugh, resume-writing.
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