You lie for a living.
You’re not a bad person, not really, but telling the truth at your current company tends to get people fired.
And you can’t afford to be fired. You’re thirty seven, you’ve got three kids, your wife would leave you within nanoseconds if the cashflow ever dried up, and it’s been well over over a decade since a cute, random girl in the street looked at you with anything even faintly resembling lust.
Blogroll
- a night kitchen
- AHApoetry.com
- Bloggess
- Blue Willow Haiku World
- Boldly Go Solo
- Book Addiction
- Bowl of Oranges
- Butter and Lightning
- dustbury.com
- Elisabeth Bee
- Fireant Gazette
- Gödel's Lost Letter and P=NP
- Haiku Foundation
- Haiku Habits
- haiku streak
- JapanGasm
- jónsi
- Kitchen Nonsense
- lakes & now wolves
- Long Now Blog
- Mad Bibliophile
- Meryl Yourish
- mingo clambake
- Pensees
- Philobiblon
- Pile o\’ Books
- Red Dragonfly
- Secret Agent L
- Shirl: New Era
- sisu
- Slow Muse
- Someone Once Told Me
- Sparkling By The Way\’s Blog
- Stacked: The Mercantile Library's Blog
- The Buddha Is Not Serious
- The Chronicles of Travelling Womanists
- The Cork-Lined Room
- The Jason Calacanis Weblog
- The Shortest Word.
- The Wisdom of Gavroche
- things magazine
- what's in rebecca's pocket?


