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Thursday, February 22, 2001

February 22, 2001


           Here we go. Does everyone remember that feeling you get when you meet somebody and you just know they are a total loser? But you have to deal with them and they know it, too? We have a new purchasing agent. Abdiel.
           Where do they [even] find such people? He stumbles and bumbles along, oblivious to the crap he’s causing. And Charlie sees nothing wrong with this system—and such folks don’t generally like computers. Can’t blame them.
           To make up, we had an extremely successful gig at the Tuna (allowing that [the Hippie] showed up with a terrible acoustic guitar right out of the repair shop). The money compares well with the best ever.

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