November 2002 rediagnosed with a recurring tumor I am going to bring you through the whole fun thing
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This is where you stick random tidbits of information about yourself.
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Brain Tumor History And Other Rants
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Saturday, May 20, 2006
5/20/06
So I have this dream right. We are all getting our seating chart together today and I was still waiting on a few responses. I switch offices with this one person that I was waiting on which is funny because it was in an office I never worked in, and funnier since I am out on disability. Turns out this office is used as storage for toilet paper and has a bunch of garbage in it. Then someone who did respond comes around as the cleaning person and I told them well maybe you want to come back there is a ton of garbage here. I got woken up by the pups and I put this Alice in Wonderland thing together. Yet just another case of from my perspective someone’s work, which in the realm of things is important to the person’s survival financially, in my perspective not really meaning anything in the world of friends it is nothing but poo paper and garbage.
What the dream laid out to me was if you can not take the time out of all that to check off will not attend and mail back the pre-stamped card you need to question your priorities to yourself. Because all that garbage and poo paper isn’t going to be your friend or make you any more money. Don’t lose sight of the fact that your job is your job but your friends will be there for you office of junk or not. But don’t worry cause we’re still friends. You just won’t be in our seating chart, you can’t see out from your office, I didn’t take it you are just lost in it.
7:17 AM
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