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The Terrible Writings of Quentin Montejo
Serial experiments on a fallen archangel who only wanted to regain just one wing back
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Free of the World. Rain worshipper. Hermit. Tormented mind.
Caged spirit. Defiant and eternal enemy of Destiny and Fate. Poet. Scientist. Artist. Daydreamer.
He who laughs. Slacker. Sleeper. Romancer of wings and clouds. Fiercely independent. He who is ponderous.
Games and anime junkie. Four eyes. Caveman. Nature-lover. He who doesn't think that hard. Non-smoker.
Music-junkie. Counter of blessings. Guitar-hugger.
He who simply wants what everybody else would like to be in this world and the next -- to be happy. |
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Monday, February 21, 2005
Devil's Advocate
Just a while ago, an officemate approached me if I wanted to go for a job with one of the most talented people I know in the IT industry (godly dude).
This person wanted me to be his right hand man -- of which I was most flattered. The opportunity is so tempting (prestige and big buck$ here) that I am well, tempted to go. But I am sure my current company won't let me go that easy. Especially my project manager. At least that's what I believe. posted by Quentin |
6:59 PM
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