April 11, 2006. Tuesday.

A rose by any other name would smell as sweet, even though it's not mine.

Someone's special.
April, 1. 2006

For DB2 server has been dead, I did acceptance tests with Oracle only. So my all works is helf-finished. I always leave office in an anxious frame of mind. I left office early and went to a building, because I had an appointment there. It was raining and the wind was awful, so I broke my umbrella. After the appointment, we went to have a dinner. I was healed a little. All I need is canversation to heal my stressed heart. I sometimes want to retire my job already, though I will keep on working at least for 3 years. I'm a attrited tire.Too many brakes made me attrited. A tire keeping on rolling at a same speed is hardwearing. Even after it was attrited, it would keep on rolling with inertia.

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