I cut my hair again. As if it wasn't short enough, heck it grew long. So I did partially because of the inconvenient length but a lot more was caused my deficiency in grooming time. Sophia was asking how're things in Jakarta and I suppose I officially have no life. I mean if it was any different, say, instead of Jakarta I'm in Vancouver, I might have some life. But Jakarta is Jakarta. Jakarta is my family. I clock out everyday the earliest at 8pm. Once or twice earlier. But lately it had been even later. On the weekends I'd be too lazy to drag myself to try to socialize.

So yesterday was kind of an exception. D is an investment banker, he's a potential business partner. Inappropriately older to consider him anything other than that, he's at least 15 years older. But we had a great conversation. I mean, the kind of conversation that just flows. Thing I like is that he's so worldly. I've met many well traveled people, but yesterday was the first time I've met someone I could actually connect effortlessly. We were talking about so many things at once I didn't want to go home. He was also one of the better looking dutchmen. Really. I was really happy to have met him. ...