Archive | September 8, 2005

I love the reflections of the bird on the water. I have a week to decide if I want to stay and since the manager flat out lied several times in our meeting or at least had convenient large memory lapses about some of the things she’s said I’m not exactly sure what to do. I’m not sure who the Director believed. Since most of the time I love what I do at least I did before her arrival in June I have to thinkl about it. It may be reflections spell time for her. Particularly since she gave me a lecture on her views on Karma a few weeks ago.