Or at least just me. My job at Thomson has picked up in the last week or so, requiring me to work last Saturday and perhaps this weekend. Hasn't been the most fun, but one of the reasons I came back here.
Not a whole lot going on here. I've booked my trip to New Zealand in February. And, as I watch The Two Towers, I salivate at the notion of seeing the gorgeous Kiwi landscape in less than a month.
Lately, I've been mulling over what to do on my return trip to home. Do I go west, stopping through Dubai/London/Europe? Or a trip to Asia, maybe Brunei (if you know where that is, pat yourself on the back), Thailand, Vietnam, Japan, China, or somewhere there? Oh the problems that I face.
The rest of Dave's friends left today, so it's going to be much quieter in the coming weeks. This will give me time to actually start writing a lot more than I have (none). I was thinking about setting a goal of 300,000 words by July. Sounds reasonable right? I have three book ideas that I'll be working on, plus the Israel right up that won't finish. Or that I won't finish. Because I'm stupidly lazy. Enough self-bashing. This weekend I'm seeing Sufjan Stevens perform. An extensive blog will cover all three nights that I see. Yes. Also hope you enjoyed the picture from New Year's Eve that I put up. Cheers.
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