May 30, 2003 13:20
Dudes,
I need a job. Serio. I've been a space cadet far too long. It's time to cut the hair, put on that suit and tie, and start collating. Indeed my friends, the time for a business revolution is before our little latte's and I will be prepared with briefcase in hand! Get the faxes plugged because Ray is about to enter a world of capital gain.
YE$!
PS: Someone take me to YEAR OF THE RABBIT tonight. I will love you eternally and make you waffles. I mean it. Syrup and everything.