Paranoid fools!

I'm regularly impressed by how much I like things to be clear. If I smell bad, tell me, okay? If I'm great, tell me too. If you wonder about something I have to do with, ask me. If I look like I'm not doing some of the above in return, beat me up until I do it, okay? It's all for the best, trust me.

I came back to work after dinner with such a clear head, I hacked away at the bug that eluded me for days, and found the key in almost no time. Fixed it too.

So, that's how it feels like...

Today, I'm back home before 10pm. Whew, that had been a long time! I've solved a bunch of crazy bugs and I'm back on schedule.

Now I'm eating a (extra-hot, alledgedly, but that's a stinking lie) capicollo and havarti sandwich, having a beer, being lazy at my computer. I might butcher Rhythmbox a bit.

Life is good.