Valve
As the last envelope is sealed, there is a sudden exhalation of pent-up pressure, like steam rushing out of a loosened valve.
It's all out of my hands now. (Or at least until the spring.)
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Fine! You leave too then! Just hope that guidance doesn’t lose your reccomendation letters like they did for Meg.
Posted by reason at December 17, 2002 9:10 PM :: Link