I want to work less, and find the time to read all the books I bought but never read.
I also think that I am no comic artist. At least not with the mouse.
Later: I am also quited pissed. Two weeks working for a deadline. Missed Aikido on three days last week, missed Aikido on three other days this week, had to work on my day off (Friday) - and since I usually have my day off on Fridays, I had planned to go out dancing with Claudia. On Friday, I had to get up early never the less. On Saturday we’ll visit her grandmother in the French part of Switzerland, and on Sunday I’m flying to Madrid for one solid week of demonstrating the software, walking through bug lists, writing up new specifications, planning the roll-out and what not. Based on my experience last time, that means about half an hour of time to yourself every day *max* and little sleep, since when you’re not hooked up with the client, you’re still hooked up with they guys from your own company. I get a social overdose on these occasions.
