I used to be

so inspired to write about all kinds of different and interesting things in the old days, provoking discussions and arguments and such with my daily dose.

But now, it seems as though they are lacking, filled more with "OMG it's hot outside" and "work is busy" and less with "pass the cheese joey, he's going to try to cross the road again".

On the plus side, I have continued to read about various topics from the potential end of our civilization to germ warfare to anger to novels about the world of hacking.

There's plenty of stuff out there to talk about, to be sure. I suppose I can blame work for keeping me so busy - I didn't have that excuse the first time around. Those were the days when they hired three co-op students to do 1 job. Ah, government jobs.