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I have been staring at my monitor for over half an hour thinking of something clever to write about. Or maybe an anecdote that happened to me over the past few days.

But my mind draws a blank.

Because hardly anything ever happens to me now.

All I do is work.

And work.

And... meet up with friends to discuss side projects, which are somehow still considered work.

Oh yeah, I still have the occasional drinks and dinners. But my life is not my own.

Not that I'm complaining.

Or maybe I am... a little.

But work is good. And anything that's good is good enough for me.


I'm Rich! I'm Rich!

Err... well not really. Hehe.

I wish.

But definitely richer than I was a couple of months back.

Aaaah... it feels great. :-)


Birthday Blues

I feel it coming.