  A crazy day it is after staring at my friend having her mom try to remove some anchovies bone that got stuck in her skin. Blurred and speachless I kept on wondering what to do and if my friend Sam with a sudden SOS was ok. Now that I can't call her I'm getting all worried for what?
Dunno that whats sucks! &nbsp; What a day it was, somehow reality came knockin on the door that there was a bigger thing to do rather than the usual paper work. Marketing somehow popped into play as well as politics or rather a war game that will determine who stays or leaves.
It has just begun. My small role in making more money and placing someone on the pedestal only to wait later for her to fall on her face. That ain't nice but that's the facts of life what goes on behind the sceans as well as the constant vicious cycle of people making lab rats of one another to get an answer. What happens to the mice then, who at the end of the day isn't the mice and who gets to end it all? &nbsp; God I guess... God 
