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September 04, 2002-8:44 p.m. I have a startling confession to make. My assistant and I kissed and made up. Well, no actual kissing took place. It�s work. I gotta keep a modicum of decorum. The catalyst for this newfound truce, you ask? The firing of a coworker. Could we be more base? **Disclaimer: All characters in this diary are fictional. Any resemblance to actual people living or dead, real or imagined, is purely coincidental and unintentional.** |
