the death of another dotcom (part 2 of ?)
ok – if it could be weirder in the office today – I couldn’t imagine it. A couple people are packing up and leaving. They were outright canned as in -don’t come back, ok?-. though they’ve been given whatever time they needed to come back and get their shit together. seems nice but really it’s strange. so meanwhile in our group we have a client deadline and we are working furiously, A. comes by to basically chat about the end but no one has time to talk to him. i mean this shit is weird.
is there no good way to do this? probably not.
mixed messages on the paris front. there are things i want to do here still. the first is smoking a fucking cig, but i am desperately trying to hold off.
another meeting – this time about a new function. i don’t want to leave but paris scares me frankly. without the language i am thinking i will be utterly useless – unless i miraculously begin to parlez francais, which R. says will happen….
meanwhile i was clued in to a new search engine, this one has all the answers. and they are impeccably organized goddamnit.
New Angeles Monthly, June 2008
Weekend America, March 30, 2008
Los Angeles Times, March 13, 2008
Los Angeles Times, March 6, 2008
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