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I don't like the look of this development.
Yeah. I wish his trial weeks had been in, say, February, so he would have had to wade through snow over his head.
What does NYC have that we don't and would actually want?!Except water. Maybe.
Superior museums, better proximity to Europe. Cuban Chinese food, if it still exists. :)
well, shoot. I'd better give it another try ... I really want to taste that Cuban Chinese food.
Told you so ;)
Trial weeks only! We don't know yet whether he has an offer or whether he has accepted it.
Okay :)
See my latest posting for an outline of the whole process.
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I don't like the look of this development.
Yeah. I wish his trial weeks had been in, say, February, so he would have had to wade through snow over his head.
What does NYC have that we don't and would actually want?!
Except water. Maybe.
Superior museums, better proximity to Europe. Cuban Chinese food, if it still exists. :)
well, shoot. I'd better give it another try ... I really want to taste that Cuban Chinese food.
Told you so ;)
Trial weeks only! We don't know yet whether he has an offer or whether he has accepted it.
Okay :)
See my latest posting for an outline of the whole process.
Post a Comment