
Month: June 2005
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Career path of the hour! [Always the best entries before I go to bed, at least I think so as I'm comatose writing it]
Age 22 (now): Plug away at grad school.
Age 23: Go for a PhD.
Age 25: Finish that and begin 5 year commitment to current employer to get reimbursed for the education.
Age 30: Retire (I know, it’s a little late).
Age 30: Start an accreditation institute!Review applications of schools applying, deposit the application fee
checks, visit their offices if they are situated in good places. Then
stamp them with approval and voila! I’m an institution!The product:
The Italiano University of Air Conditioning and Law
Acccredittated by Crawford’s Creditation Comit-tay, N. Crawdaddy, PhD
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Hear! Hear! Hear!
Beauty Sins: What Not to Do
In beauty as in life, sinful deeds get done. But unlike life, when we
might act on a wicked impulse with the most atrocious results, beauty
sins are much easier to correct. Here are 10 beauty sins, from the
innocently bungling to the outright jarring. Think of them as gentle –
and not so gentle — reminders of what not to do. Ever. -
Yay! I just got a raise today! Here’s the news story.
I am making more, though…For one thing, I have to bump up my sales
since $50,000 on $1M in sales would come in handy. For the time being,
I’m ecstatic that my tuition reimbursement policy is going into effect,
meaning that my $20,000 in tuition is getting paid back to me at a rate
of $4,000 a year for 5 years. That’s awesome news! My financial picture
is looking brighter! Where’s a song for this…. -
They all fall
Like a million raindrops
Falling from a blue sky
Kissing your cares goodbye
They all fall
Like a million pieces
A tickertape parade high
And now you’re free to flyCarryin’ a millstone
malaise
It’s been pulling down your gaze
You pound the pavement
It don’t give or care
This weight ain’t yours to bearWhy you holdin’
grudges in old jars?
Why you wanna show off all your scars?
What’s it gonna take to lay a few burdens down?
It’s a beautiful soundWhen they all fall
Like a million raindrops
Falling from a blue sky
Kissing your cares goodbye
They all fall
Like a million pieces
A ticker tape parade high
And now you’re free to fly
Dear Lord, thank you.