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I can't even begin to explain what a small world this is. Just when you think you have some level of anonymity - BAM - there is someone from the past staring you right in the face. This has got to be one of those lessons where someone is trying to tell me something - well, I've got my ears wide open - what's the word?

I think I will just take the ironic advice from my horoscope from today - should have read it BEFORE I went to work, instead of after.

Try not to think too much about what is "supposed" to happen next, dear Libra. The truth of the matter is that things don't necessarily work out the way they are planned, so don't count on something that has no guarantee of ever coming to fruition. Stick to your own way of doing things and try not to get too hung up on the results. The key now is to enjoy the process.

On a side note, one of my co-workers went into great detail about an alien today. It is the most he has ever talked to me and it all centered around a "chia-pet" alien thing his son received as a gift. I guess he had to get up at like 4 a.m. for the care and feeding of this alien life form that was living in some bubble thing. He did seem rather sad when he told me the alien recently met its demise.

The other hot topic of conversation today in the bullpen was whether an egg would truly stand on its end during the vernal equinox - yes, five people really did have this conversation in front of my desk. They wondered if this would only happen if you were on the equator, so began trip plans for Equador in March, since darn they just missed the autumnal equinox.

Oh, another thing I am really finding funny is that we are are seriously sitting in the basement - just like in Office Space - I do believe one of these days I am going to turn the corner and Milton will be sitting at a desk with his red Swingline. They try to tell us we're on the "Garden Level", however I know way better than that. G is for Ground Level not Garden. :-)

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