Try to imagine what I’m doing here in the deadly quiet Barclaycard house at 19:45. I just played football with my colleagues half an hour ago, sweaty and exhausted. SAS, the major tool I use to make a living, is running some code to produce reports which are required by the line manager. Although he worked from home today, he clearly hinted me that he needs the stuff by tomorrow morning. I’m not complaining about working late since it’s a part of the game.  I just remember when I was doing my PhD in Stirling I used to work until midnight and walked back alone. It was the most peaceful time in my life so far.

 

Gladly my weight has reduced from 71.5kg in March to 69.0kg. Sports made me healthy and fresh like the young man in the late 1990s. It seems most of my old mates at the time have given up sports either due to work or family. These years might be the saddest time in terms of “friendship” since when people got married they would like to focus on their family or career rather than still hang out with the football guys. Life sometimes is too normal, tedious even boring like a twice-told tale.

 

SAS, my powerful statistical software. If you don’t use SAS you can never imagine how slow it can be. I’m writing some notes for my blog, listening to the songs of Liang Jingru, and waiting for the SAS like waiting for my lobster served with ginger and spring onion. Yummy! But my stomach is still empty like my bank account.