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Monday,
February 25, 2002
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cute kids
"Humility is not the renunciation
of pride but the substitution of one pride for another."
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work spiral I meant to get an early start. And I was hard at work earlier than usual. Only. I feel the pressure of a deadline. I'm going to present a dry run of a presenatation that I have to send in this week. I also listen to a call with an industry group while trying to make copies for it and such. At the end of it all, I fell it went OK but it is too long and so I'm going to have to skip some of the slides to have time to do the others justice and take questions. I got some good 'edits' of typos and confusions from my mates. It's amazing how many times you can read over a typo.
I don't get as much done as I'd like on reviewing another presentation. (Yes, that's all I do. Shut up.) I need to put it out for others to review. And I need to turn it in for inclusion in the presentation machine.
I run by my parents' house quickly to leave the presents my niece sent to my house.
We go to the Austin Club and sit in a private room with our four buddies who are in our Monday supper club and have wine and food and generally get rowdy, talking about movies and Davy Crockett and wine and food. Later we go upstairs looking for the old opera house ghost (no, didn't see her) and then Rebecca accompanies Marie in an aria. We aren't actually members of this venerable Austin institution. But we have a reciprocal deal. It's almost worth it for the wine prices which are very reasonable. When I get home, I realize that I should be doing things. But I go to bed.
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