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give me a sign

acb found me this, the other day. My friends Chi and Rhonda had a baby boy in the early hours of St Patrick's day (congratulations! have a Guinness for me). I managed to make it to Robot 3 Friday nights in a row. Life's so busy right now I've hardly got time to think, let alone relax. Most of the time I have to myself is when I'm in transit, and all I can do is bide my time as another (i)pod-zombie or book junky (as Burroughs once said, at least people don't ask "what are you reading at?" on public transport...). There has to be a better balance to all this, I reckon.

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