It has been another year. Still holding on to my job, I'm not sure how- I basically didn't do anything for two days straight (didn't even show up for meetings one day.) This worries me. I feel like no one pays attention to my work although thy probably do and I'm slated for a shit review at the end of the year (might even get laid off.) I'm not sure sure how I can worry about being unproductive, while also actively (or one might say passively, eh?) procrastinating and finally long for the sweet release of a lay-off all at the same time, but I do.

On the bright side the Corona outbreak in my country is very minor (compared to the world at large) so I guess we have that going for us.

It's weird, I would think that having a year of time would give me something to talk about, but few tings come to mind: 

• There's the Corona outbreak, but largely it has already passed so your memory of it is as good as mine, probably.
• There's the job I keep whining about, but that is nothing new.
• I've had no success with women. There was one candidate, but she doesn't see me that way and besides we can never find common time to meet.
• There's my newfound disdain for video games. I used to enjoy them so much, but lately I didn't have the energy to fire one up. I Just watch crappy comedy series.
• My birthday is coming up, I have yet to plan it out properly or pick a gift for myself. 

These are all probably good topics for posts, if I get around to writing them. But for now, adieu.