Wednesday, November 17, 2004

best boy deserves a tiara.

Last night, my boy stayed up into the wee hours with me, doing the grunt work that putting together a report inevitably entails. While I made final revisions, he sat next to me for FOUR AND A HALF HOURS, inserting fifty-one little textboxes with graphs into the text of a 22-page environmental indicators report. With his help, I made the deadline.

My heart of stone, it is slowly melting.

posted by m at 11:37 AM



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