Most nights I get home feeling drained and exhausted, even though it wasn't particularly busy at work. Can't figure out why and it's tough because I can't focus on the things I want to do.

Some choices are just.. plain difficult to make. Blame it on my perpetual indecisiveness. I still can't decide whether to splurge on a Macbook and I received a potential offer out of the blue that might change my plans for the rest of the year.

I'm starting to feel a little freakish; physically getting old, but still so gauche.

Did some random shots of the interns at work, which I quite liked:





Sometimes everything feels like a copy of a copy of a copy.