The acid is back. Big time. Burning me from the inside out. I think the countless cups of instant machine coffee have finally caught up with me.
The work force is being squeezed. Attrition has hit an all time high. Every negative cliche in every management book is being played out here. The galley slave model comes to mind. Easiest to apply. We're sailing a ship and the cruel heartless dictators onshore are weilding a whip that breaks skin and shatters teeth. We are the Galley Slaves. Faster now. Faster.
Here's what my girlfriend got me as an advance birthday gift.
(Sometimes there's nothing left to do but gloat)
Acid Bath - When the Kite String Pops.
Green Carnation - Light of Day, Day of Darkness.
Pungent Stench - Dirty Rhymes and Psycotronic Beats.
Carcass - Necroticism
Arch Enemy - Black Earth
1 comment:
and getting those was a shitload of hardwork.
:)
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