Title of my sex tape

And to think I pointed you towards Naïve Weekly all those years ago. And now look how it’s taken off.

I AM INFLUENCER. HEAR. ME. ROAR!

Despite that, it's good to know that even after a lengthy time away I can still do my job well and someone is happy to pay me for my ability to synthesise information and turn it into usable knowledge.

Also, I am very tired and it's only Wednesday. Turns out thinking hard does that to you.

As someone whose job is to think, I'm constantly interrupted to be asked if I have enough to think about, or if I can think about something else at the same time, or could I come to a meeting and think about something entirely unrelated. All while thinking, this is a poor use of human skills.

I curse him every day. Why wait for Fridays?

I did, thanks. Finally.