I'm going to see the surgeon tomorrow for my knee problem.
He's the colleague of the surgeon I wanted to see. I (don't) know this surgeon (not the one I'm seeing, his colleague) through a friend of him whose daughter lives with a guy who is the son of a friend of my mother. And I'm not making this up.
Yup, that's what I call connections.
And I'm working my ass off at work. 7:10AM to 6PM, as many days per week as I can. And I'm still late in my tasks. But I enjoy it, unexpectedly. I almost took the laptop from work to keep at it a bit, but a colleague took it to watch dvds this week end and didn't bring it back.
Apart from that? I'm quite content with my life, which is nice.
10 mars 2008
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