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December 02, 2002-9:35 p.m. There is a person at work who sits very near me and is beginning to get on my last nerve. Okay. It�s Golden Boy, all right! Maybe this should be a Work Rant. . . **Disclaimer: All characters in this diary are fictional. Any resemblance to actual people living or dead, real or imagined, is purely coincidental and unintentional.** |
