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January 29, 2004

Failure to Communicate


I just did my taxes and it looks like Uncle Sam will be sending me a generous refund this year. So now I have the pleasant dilemma of figuring out what to do with this sudden windfall. I suppose I could go to Vegas and blow it all on drugs and women, but that just doesn't feel very original. I have a feeling that some of it will go towards my upcoming vacation. Speaking of, Hobbit Travel just lost me as a potential customer. I spent a half hour on hold waiting to speak to an agent. When I finally get someone on the other end, I start explaining my vacation plans. I get maybe one sentence out when click! The guy hung up on me. Now I realize my voice can sound a bit odd on the phone, especially to someone who doesn't know me. But how about a little patience here? I gots the cash money to spend and this is how I get treated? The sad thing is that this sort of thing happens regularly. Oh, the injustice! By the way, I'm thinking about this resort in Puerto Rico. Who wants to come with?

I'm trying to figure out if I can scan the magazine article for all of you to see. It's actually kinda long--six pages. And I should make sure it's cool with the people at the magazine.

Posted by wintermute2_0 at January 29, 2004 09:40 PM

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Your sister in Paris wants a copy of the magazine! Please send it to me!!! And call me!!!

Posted by: Crystal at January 30, 2004 10:10 AM


Dude, go for Vegas and Women. Life is not a dress rehearsal :)

Posted by: Adam Curry at January 31, 2004 10:20 AM


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