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Today I learned about a condition that seems to be afflicting my son called Testosterone Poisoning. It is the best explanation I can come up with besides the fact that we have had a completely effed up week and he is beyond tired because of it.
Because I have been so absorbed with my very emotional boy child this week I am mentally (and physically) quite drained which means I have exactly BUPKIS to offer you.
In the spirit of providing you something new and interesting to cast your eyes upon I now present to you…
::drumroll::
Who Stole My Staplers Hodge Podge of Internet Goodness
In link form. Of course.
Eight Sticky Boss Situations and How to Handle Them.
Lead, Follow, and Get Out of the Way.
Job Satisfaction: Can You Love the One Your with Before You Move On?
Do You Make This Mistake as a Professional?
And that my friends concludes this edition of Who Stole My Staplers Hodge Podge of Internet Goodness. Now if you’ll excuse me I need to go Google “Testosterone Poisoning Therapy” before I end up in a special place for special people.
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February 22nd, 2008 at 9:14 am
I enjoyed a couple of those links but what I liked best was that you taught me a new word. Wait, you taught me a new phrase - testosterone poisoning which in turn taught me neologism. I don’t have to deal with the testosterone poisoning but I do have to deal with an onslaught of 3 year old neologisms. I wish you luck.
February 27th, 2008 at 4:16 pm
Three boys in this household. Perhaps I need to read that link — or would it be too depressing/unnerving?
And now I have that song running through my head: “If you can’t be… with the one you love … love the one you’re with.” Which Stephen (husband) says would make a good theme song for me. One day I may tell you why.