Even though it's 11pm, which to me feels like the middle of the day, frankly, I'm going to bed.
I'm not that tired. Well, a litle maybe, but still feeling pretty energetic, and still got things to do. But I have to get up at stupid o'clock again for the Kazak/India routine, and I have a conference call booked for 7.15 with a banker-type (that's 7.15am) and an 8am meeting.
You can't say I don't work hard for my money. Well, you could. Or maybe that should be, you can't say I don't get up early for my money. Because I do. And stay up late.
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