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Monday 12 February 2007

My dream job...

Ian asked me recently in my review, "what makes you get out of bed and come to work?". It's a tough one, I love what I do most of the time, but if I got to sit next to this every morning I must confess I wouldn't need to think about reasons to motivate me further.

So, I am planning to send my CV into CTU. I reckon I could be their ticket bitch when their agents shoot the wrong man or deal with the President when they have missed their SLA on capturing the terrorists.

This photo is Jack checking out my arse as I trot past his desk in my heels and tight jeans. Put your hands back on the desk where I can see them... Naughty Jack!!


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