I woke up at 2am today to drive Anton to the airport and I was surprised how cold it was. The temperature outside seemed actually cooler than our airconditioned room. It reminded me a lot of our Baguio stint two years ago.
I’ve already distributed my gifts to my officemates. Save for a few, I would say that it was a blast. Nice! I’ll try to take a picture of me wearing it and post it here.
Tomorrow I’ll be officially out of the calendar. That is right – the big 32. Others may feel bad but I’m actually quite OK with it. If it’s true that you’re only as old as you feel, then I think I’m perennially stuck in my twenties.
Dean Martin is playing in my head. That’s not a bad thing.
Fuck You, Diabetes 
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