I woke up today, not really sure where I was. It turned out to be just my room.
Some pain, remnants of a mild hangover. Took two aspirins. I believe in a life without pain, real or imagined.
Checked the Net. Checked emails. Made some phone calls. Sent a few SMSes. Set-up a meeting at 4pm. On my off day. But what to do?
Need. Haircut.
My Blackberrys make many things possible. SO do my netbook.
The city is afraid of me. I have seen its true face.
My name is Boron, king of kings; Look on my works, ye mighty, and despair!
