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Thursday of hell

Woke up late and ran to work for a never ending day. Literally. The annoying thing with working for Americans is the bleeding time difference. Who said that having a conference at 6:30pm was on ? My boss, evidently !

Anyway, cooked diner for the wife (she liked my improvised spinach+creme fraiche) and played a little with the daughter (yes, bridges can be shaped like space rockets), and I can finally write a few words, while the dog barks to hell as usual.

And yes, I forgot to think about what this blog should be about. One day…

Promised, little blog.


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