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Wednesday, January 12, 2005

today, a wrestler came into our office (of course for business! and no, he did not perform for us) and since my boss was having a meeting with another client, i had to talk to this guy. although i had already heard his voice from telephone conversations and seen his pics via the site. seeing the real person is quite different. he just looks like a normal "big" guy. haha... and no, i did not ask him for his autograph.

i think i am starting to feel sick. i am already drinking tons of H2O and i will go to bed soon. half of my coworkers are sick. bad bad ppl, spreading germs around. office is like a battlefield for my normal flora and the bacteria. ok... let the battle begin!

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