In a message dated 6/8/00 7:40:28 PM Central Daylight Time,
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> Jeeze I can barely keep breakfast down around 1/2 my clients.

DD,

Hey, I'm talking Utopia, the goal, the Holy Grail, the quest...

I figured out a long time ago that if my personal business goal (and why own
a business if it does not fit to your personal goals?) was to be yelled at
and to yell at people all day long I could make more money. I can enjoy
yelling at people, a fine indulgence, but is it really what I want to do? No.
Have I done it? Damn right. Will I stoop to do it again? Put me into a
position of desperation and I'll quietly rip their hearts out. I'm no saint
and don't want to be. Half my life I was terrorized and the other half I've
been slowly refusing to terrorize. Keep me with people that I like to eat
lunch with and I find myself feeling free of desperation. Surround me with
bassoles and I bite.

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