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Well, hmm I guess your visiting my site so there are 3 explinatons for this.
1. You are totally daft.
2. Someone
broke the first and second rules of Fight Club.
3. You know me in some way and are probally my friend.
BOOK EXERPT OF THE WEEK:
FROM Fight Club - By Chuck Palahniuk
This Friday night, I fell asleep at my
desk at work.
When I wake up with my face and my crossed arms on my desktop, the phone is ringing, and everyone
else is gone. A telephone was ringing in my dream, and it's not clearif realityslipped into my dream or if my dream is slopping
over into reality.
I answerthe phone, Compliance and Liabillity.
That's my department. Compliance and Liability.
The sun is going down, and piled-up storm clouds the size of Wyoming and Japan are headed our way. It's not like I have a
window where at work. All the outside walls are floor-to-ceiling glass. Everything where I work is floor-to-ceiling glass.
Everything is vertical blinds. Everything is industrial low-pile grey carpet spotted with little tombstone monuments where
PCs plug into the network. Everything is a maze of cubicles boxed in with fences of upholstered plywood.
A vaccum cleaner
hums somewhere.
My boss is gone on vacation. He sent me an e-mail and then disappeared. I'm to prepare for a formal
review in two weeks. Reserve a confrence room. Get all my ducks in a row. Update my resume. That sort of thing They're building
a case against me.
I am Joe's complete lack of suprise
I've been behaving miserably.
Visit the Fight Club The Movie web site
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