I was working a mind-numbing, soul-crushing consulting gig (to clarify: I was the consultant being hired out to various companies by my overseers) and during the off-peak times turned to the internet for amusement.

June 2001 was a pretty boring month as far as work went. My old calendar file from back then is mostly booked with "P.D. time" which was our code for "hanging around the office waiting for the sales guys to drum up more business". There's a couple other entries with project codes, the only one I recognize offhand is the dentist who liked living on the bleeding edge and was one of the few fun customers we had. (Seriously, he had the niftiest tech, and would drop insane cash on the newest shiny every chance he got.)

Also: holy crap, why do I even *have* old calendar files from back then cluttering up my HD? I'm such a packrat.

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