Home from work. Tired.

It's that time of year again... every six months my workload doubles as I deal with the core aspects of my role (software) in addition to the division that I've inherited (marketing). The problem is that Feb/Mar and Jul/Aug are major rush periods for the company, so I basically have to write off Dec/Jan and May/Jun. Bleh.

I've squeezed in a week off work at the end of June and I'm going to take a short trip up to visit The Family. I was planning to also go skiing but my recent trip to Melbourne (and the shopping spree that ensued) left me broke for a while and it took me about a month to recover (i.e.: two weeks ago). My savings have built up a bit again, only to be destroyed again in three weeks' time. Bleh.

I need something to eat now, so I'm going to go and make some toast, then I'll brush my teeth, then I'll hit the hay. I don't like coming home late & hungry because it means I eat just before bed, resulting in poor sleep. Bleh.

It's been a very bleh day.

On a high note though, it's my bro's birthday and I've been rebuilding my laptop over the last couple of days to give it to him as a gift. I think he'll be pretty fucken stoked. I hope so anyway.

Bye.