1:10 p.m.||||2004-05-28

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Harry gave me an ultimatum over something he thinks that's happening that isn't. I despise him right now.

He's arrogant and a know-it-all. He suffers from gandiose delusions about his own power and ability but cloaks it in humility and low self esteem and disclaimors. He's a pothead in meetings where people think he's had four years of sobriety and they call on him for testimony. And even he, between us, between hits, admits he doesn't know much since he can't quit that, and yes it's a struggle.

And still he feels qualified to comment on how others are handling (or not handling, I freely admit that possibility) their business.

I have to convince him of something or he'll call my mommy. And it'll take two weeks for her to realize nothing's going on, and by then, Harry will have disappeared.

I am really steamed. And at work, with my hands totally tied.

What an ass hole.