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November 22nd, 2004

I figure I’ll go into the office sometine around 4AM tomorrow morning. Reason being is that the 23rd marks three months since I started and that’s means I’m official. My plan is to get in there early in case they had plans to forcibly excort me from the building.

It’s a good feeling to make probation ’cause it means that six months from now when I lose my job, they have to come up with a severance package. Let the ceremonial hoarding of office supplies commence.

So I was browsing BoingBoing this morning and saw a post about an anal massage at Target. So I followed the link figuring it was a joke but there it was… one anal massage for $35. “Huh, well this’ll be down any second now…” It was up most of the day but not long enough for Google to cache it. I assume some one in Target’s web dev is getting their own anal massage right about now…

I also read about this guy drinking nothing but Pepsi Spice. Pepsi sucks and I can’t imagine that the addition of ginger and cinnamon would help the issue.

It seems that he’s having a fair amount of health problems but it’s unknown if they were existing conditions or related to the Pepsi Spice. Unlike me, he’s got an entertaining blog that’s worth a visit.

Lastly, belated birthday wishes to Rachel. No party this year as she’s in Whistler. I’m sure she’s probably in a hot tub right about now, surrounded by toned, hairless men. Biff does it when he’s in Whistler so why not…

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  1. November 23rd, 2004 at 00:09 | #1

    very nice. how long have you been waiting to use that one?

  2. Spanky
    November 23rd, 2004 at 09:17 | #2

    good planning on the 4am start time Mark. That way, if you don’t make your probation and have to be escorted out, at least you were able to work a full day before they boot you.

  3. November 24th, 2004 at 00:18 | #3

    Thanks Mark – we missed you at Dim Sum. Too funny, I was invited to go for a Hot Tub Meeting tonight with a bunch of the higher-ups, but tore myself away to go drinking at a couple of pubs instead…. Not really a difficult decision: a tub of hairy managers vs. free drinks – um?

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