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Wednesday, March 31, 2004 Me, Me, Me

I just came back from the mail room to find my officemate and our beloved consultant doubled over in laugher. It seems that Cindy walked past my office and glimpsed my bright orange hoodie (think “Tangerine” from Eternal Sunshine on a Spotless Mind) draped over the back of my desk chair and thought it was MY ASS.

Let me describe this chair for you. The back is at least 18 inches wide and 18 high. Put an orange cover over it and that sucker looks HUGE. I cannot believe she thought it was me, bending over. Bitch. (And yes I know you read this blog.)

Actually, I worship our wonderful Cindy. She is the programming genius behind this huge project, and is the only reason we were able to manage the process in an organized, logical, and sane manner. With her skills and my ideas, there is no tax return we cannot… well. Let’s not go there.

A round of applause if you please. Cindy is largely responsible for my not holing up in a clock tower somewhere. One day, I will devote a post to her if she is amenable, because she has been my rock for 10 years now, and has lived through most of our important life events with me.

*wipes a tear and sighs in helpless admiration*