Say, what time is it(looking at the tray's date: 2 fourty-five pm, 28th of November Decade clock)? I just turned 27, a few days back. Carefully I wanted to un-wish(if it's possible) to not die somewhere in my 28th year of existence.
Julia 10(mint) happily obliges to my computer whims, and I found out that I don't really buy too much with open source software than previously felt. Well my windows 7 works well, though it is true that it attracts a horde of digital viruses, well am not going to remove it anytime soon. I try to find some sort of nirvana in my virtual world that might be useful in my real world.
I spent another week, looking gloomy ahead. I'm afraid that my beloved wife is carrying another child. It should be good news right? Well if milk comes free, or that raising another child entails no tussle and bruising, then the answer would be a definitive yes. But you got to understand that I have a 2 then and 1 year old-ers. I work two jobs, and even on weekends I burn my ass on sidelines just to meet ends.
Ah.
I gotta figure out something.
Chocolate, anyone got one? It's been sour tasting lately.
