reactions to reactions. how far do you go to get away. how much do you hide. i'm going to be the illusion of incomplete perfection.
i have the family, the job, the address (gets better again in 3 months), the memberships (bombay gym permanent - finally) , the car, the night life, so i should be perfectly happy right.
right. i am *grin* too busy not to be. went for a sales pitch to the chairman of a 2000 Cr company. and he loved it. do i smell year end bonous? still petrified i'll get fired any day, especially since i managed to take the day off on friday. there's a special joy to just doing nothing all day when the rest of the week has been this crazy ride.