Tired
Today was a heavy day. I was away from my computer till late evening, so when I got home, I needed to catch up a lot of mails, tweets, feeds, cookies and more. I wrote a mail (a really long mail) and it took me about two hours to finish it. I discovered that my time projections are far from precise. But they are still useful for those who know the trick: you have to multiply by four. When I think something will take me half an hour, take for granted I’ll need two. The X4 factor, as I like to call it. Zim’s fucking time, as the rest of the world calls it too.
But I’m not here to talk about my awesome X4 factor nor about monkeys evolving into dolphins. I just wanted to write down to some extent my tiresomeness, so my fellow readers can waste time reading it. I’ll try to cover other interesting topics in the future, so you don’t get bored with the rants of the uncle Jimmy.
By the way, I know my english sucks as much as an argentinian politician, so you are invited to collaborate with my cognitive development (and enhance the already painful experience of my human readers).