but what’s creepier is spending 3 hours at the basement of hilton trying to make sense out of a balance sheet that harbors 3 circular references amongst all the entries. talk about mind boggling. of course i spent more time afterwards in the study lounge, bugging ponts and playing our “game” of psychological torture. at one point i stuck the gum she threw at me in her hair, and she retaliated by proceeding to kick my knee inwards. my friends do love me, eh? ;) poink!
what will beat the quote of the week?: “i feel like punching this flat screen and seeing how not flat it gets!” -andre on share repurchasing programs of AZO. fun times, baby.