I'm under deadline pressure today, so a very short and very simple post. I'm off to the boozer with colleagues for an ale or several. This is a rare but welcome occurrence. I must be disciplined though. I have my bike with me, so seven pints - tops. I'm joking, officer.
About Me
- Francis
- I’m the male half of a dinky (duel income no kids yet) couple from London, England. I give off a cynical air apparently, but this is inadvertent. I loathe wilfully cynical people. I lay the blame for my apparent world-weariness at the feet of white-collar work. It is ultimately pointless, and therefore engenders ennui and spiritual fatigue. Why do you think so many people practice yoga in the evenings? They're left empty husks by their day jobs and erroneously think that enlightenment is inextricably linked with the ability to touch one's toes. I'm being inadvertently cynical again. There might be something in it je suppose. Om…
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