Oh, and I'm smoking again. Started last night, which I was working whole, fixing computers. What a boring profession I have chosen, and on the other hand how perfect. Working alone, at night, well paid, and in absence of any annoying people is a rare bliss. Find something like that ain't easy nowadays which is so painfully obvious considering what I'm doing for living the last couple of months.

Perhaps later in life, when I unavoidably complete my de-evolution into a slothful elephant, I should become a scientist, sitting on my ass whole day, playing with the kind of shit only a few people in the world understand. Might be that I have an inclination to do that.