Still having to go through the back door to post a column. Whenever I type in the destination ( G.P. ) an ominous message appears claiming the [ my ] site may contain drugs, pornography, etc. An adult site if you will.
I have no problems pulling up "Hootsbuddy's Place." Go figga. His blog contains forays concerning mayhem and violence. But because we're talking blood and guts, it's okay for me, the reader, to peruse his column. Once again-go figga.
I have lived out of a suitcase now for 6 weeks. Only 3 more to go, before I become an official manager for my company. And able to get back home. It's been quite the magical mystery tour.
Well, it's study time. Up here they don't call 'em tests but assessments. They are always coming up with new ploys. Wonder who thinks them up?
Farewell and adieu, v.c.
P.S. Does anyone still read the Pond? Or am I writing to myself? A diary if you will. Once again-go figga!
2 comments:
Yeah, I'm still here. You didn't happen to catch the old stomach bug via the 'ol CB did you?
Hey, amigo. I got the dreaded plague from the assoshit mgr. at my training store. I gave it to my mother and son. Now Kitty has it. Go figga, mon trigga.
I stolt the assoshit line from Red. May he rest in peace. RIP, eh?
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