It is 1.20 am.
I had a long day today, with seminar and a long talk.
Was out since 10 am, back for a while, out again, got back 6 pm.
Sat down and clear some of my work.
Do some house stuffs.
Lost the mood to write for money.
So, I started crapping nonsence on my blogs.
And in between, wrote some inane, useless filler posts.
Because the deadlines are here.
I need to stuff some paid posts in between.
But I need to find some nice stories to fill so that my regular readers don’t run.
It is going to be another long day tomorrow.
So, that means I won’t have time to do it during the day.
That means, I must, must, must complete things like right NOW.
I lost a few posts because I missed the deadline.

Now, I feel like Michael Buble. I also want to go home. Home where blogging was just for fun. When no one cares if I update or not. When I do not have to worry if I have secured my blogs with the latest secure version. When I do not need to keep up with the latest development, the latest money making oasis (btw, go try Adsense feeds).

But I cannot because the fucking line is so slow and I cannot get my things done faster. And I am addicted to this greenbacks….

Let me go home…..

I’m just too far from where you are
I wanna come home

And I feel just like I’m living someone else’s life
It’s like I just stepped outside
When everything was going right
And I know just why you could not
Come along with me
‘Cause this was not your dream
But you always believed in me

Blek, I am hallucinating….Ignore me. Hehehe. :P Have a good weekend! I have handball competition tomorrow. OMG, I hope I don’t fall asleep while taking care of the goal post.

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