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My heart, my tools, my skills my fools, my (kilo)joules (part 1).

Song of the Day: Women - Shaking Hands

So 2008 has come and gone and now we're faced with 2009. This past NYE represented 5 years of blogging. I don't think I'm getting any better (what am I measuring up against?!?), but I keep at it for some reason. Hopefully, I've learned to write/type more effectively. As my friends joke, my ESL skills are off the chain. Happy birthday to you M-O-H'! May you survive another year of published nonsense into the world of the interweb and exist amongst the youthful & less- attentive twitter crowd.

So 5 years... I'm still confused as ever. I don't know what I'm writing about. blah blah blah. All I know is that it's some release of creativity that is lacking outlet these days. You can't really add doodles and drawings of wizards on letterheads and RFPs to clients and managers (though I wish I could). This party is slowing winding down to an end and I'm sticking around until they kick me out. Fingers crossed Google keeps this active opposed to diverting energy and reseources so something new and creative that I haven't adopted yet.

Outof all the uncertainty and whimiscale blabbering, there's one thing that is constant throughout the five years:

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“My heart, my tools, my skills my fools, my (kilo)joules (part 1).”