Bellyache. Hot and cold. Muscle tenderness. Stuffy nose.

No other possibilities. Definitely West Nile. I'm a gonner....

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The big honcho Credit Manager is in town, and right in the middle of my Friday - when I'm trying to catch up on all the stuff I haven't done during the week, he calls me. "I had a meeting with Mr. O, and he'd like to get these chargebacks cleared up" Fuck! Like I want to spend my precious afternoon digging through old paperwork! Well, I sort of had to, if the Prez wanted it done. I gathered as much documentation together as I could, and headed downstairs. Credit guy was standing in the hall, and without realizing it - I found myself staring at his crotch-ell area... Until I looked up and noticed him noticing me - staring! Way to make in impression, Milkmaid!

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All I want now, is to get under the covers and watch the portion of "Oz" that I fell asleep to last night. The kidlet is like a housewife though. She's been cooped up in the apartment all day, with nobody to talk to and no place to go. She wants to run around town and do stuff. Maybe if I give her some cash, she'll leave me alone...

August 09, 2002