I ate too much bread...

Booya. I ate too much bread with dinner tonight and now I feel like a bloated balloon, ready to pop. It was from fresh batard bread I bought (not bastard but "batard") and i just ripped a chunk off of it and didn't realize how big it was... until I finished it.

Anyhoo, here's an update on me. Worked 55-60 hours last week and it looks to be more of the same for the next two weeks. As my last post indicated, I've been learning a lot about being in a work environment, and that learning continues to this day. One nice perk about working overtime is that the company reinburses for expenses, such as meals and the inevitable cab ride home. Very nice.

Above all, I miss my other half. Things aren't quite as enjoyable without you, because I've gotten into the entirely disagreeable habit of seeing something with two sets of eyes, as opposed to one. That said, I wouldn't have it any other way. I am excited to get settled somewhere and really start hatching my hare-brained schemes of world domination.

Oh, Adam and I bought a domain and server space, at www.bagombo.com. I'll be using it to test out and use different Web technologies, websites, and project management toolkits. It's all good. I'm not sure what I'm going to put at the main site, probably a portal that leads to the different things that will be on it for now.

I should get into bed, which has been curiously empty for some time now. Really, everything has a hollow ring to it, as if they are merely standing with me and passing time, waiting. Waiting waiting light bright.