…just no idea what they’ll be yet. who knows.
Haven’t used this in years. Nothing new to report.
Found the below text on the internets, and figured it was worth sharing… “Life Advice: I am in my late 20s, and feel I have wasted a lot of time. Is it too late?” Too late for what?
Transcribed from ABC Radio. The room is airy, full of light, for most, it would be a delight. But, there is no doubting that my mum does miss her granny flat.
So, after almost making it to the 10 year mark, the time has come for me to call it quits at Capital. It’s time to find a new challenge, one with less stress, and one where my attempts to do my job aren’t hampered by constant adjustments to the goalposts I aim for. Maybe my job would…
I have nothing to say, really. So… Uh, here’s a photo of Clyde Drexler from the 1987 Slam Dunk Contest: Enjoy!
So, I quit my job and up and moved to Canberra…. Someone, anyone, please find me a job, yes? I don’t know if I can do too many days of doing nothing!
They moved Malcolm to another room in the lodge, to a clean bed. Hammond seemed to revive, and began bustling around, straightening up, “Well,” he said, “at least disaster is averted.” “What disaster is that?” Malcolm said, sighing. “Well,” Hammond said, “they didn’t get free and overrun the world.” Malcolm sat up on one elbow….