a diary of my life, the good, the bad and the ugly
Wednesday, July 9, 2008
I just sent a nasty thank you email to the guy at Bravo.
I can't help but be mean. I am leaving the world of accounting and finance. I have a CPA. I can survive on my tax business. I don't need to work at a corporation.
I'm the proud mummy of Paddy the pug who is now 15.5 years old (born June 9, 2005). My Boston terrier bro Guga (born November 16, 2006) got killed in a car accident in May of 2009. I miss him every day. Paddy is not Irish, although he may pretend to be on St. Patrick's Day to get extra treats. Guga was named after Gustavo Kuerten, the three-time French Open champion, whose gregarious personality Guga exemplifies.
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