After struggling with the crappiest data I could ever receive, I finally used my authority and sent it back to its origin to be cleaned up, before I begin any analysis. I feels strangely powerful. A feeling akin to catching hold of an ant who gave you a dirty red blotch on your arm and realising that you have the power to e whether to squish it or let it go.
My favourite uncle - Uncle Murphy (of the Murphy's law), has been acting up on me. The days couldn't have moved slower. I am still 2 and a half weekends (not even weeks!) short of leaving. To top it off, I have work too. Then some weirdly misguided people in my life choose to irritate the crap out of me. I wish I could just tell them - I - DON'T- CARE in a way that it hurts no one. But we must keep up pretenses for the sake of it.
Its an endless wait from one life-changing moment to the another. Now that the job hunt is over, I am waiting for the next change. What next?
And where the hell are those people (called friends) who are supposed to make life easy and enjoyable for me? Show yourself dudes!

