I'm sort of on vacation. I'm out of office. I'm travelling. Though there's enogh to do.
So I made it to Stavanger.
As usual, I’ll be missing my sixth grade reunion.
Roger Waters @ Stavanger
Lan’ sakes alive, It’s been half a year. And though I have written quite a bit, as should be evident from the other RSS feed, I haven’t been all that good at updating this blog at all.
Or maybe not
Nothing much has been postet for quite a while. I've been busy.
A wisdom tooh just broke the other day and I had to find a dentist. I haven’t been to a dentist for ten years. Let’s not talk about why. This means that when I picked up a dentist at random by a quick web search, I had no idea what was awaiting me.
I've been working as a telephone salesman the last week. It turns out I'm good at it.
It began when the computer that I'm writing this on's network malfunctioned.
The problem with being a headhunter is that I can't just do my job, I have to sell it too -