"I didn’t know I was this geeky until I discovered the online world through my office’s 2400 baud modem back in ’93." Tag Archives for agony aunt
Not washing his keks yet, but otherwise…
Sometimes I feel like a mother, a secretary, a P.A., a roadie, an unqualified Apple Mac helpdesk, a promotor, designer, publicist, agony aunt, career advisor, friend, doormat and confidante. All in a day’s work.
