Penetration testing training underway, lots of shaved heads & a fed in the room. Slept like crap due to obsessive ideation relating to the crappiness of this mortal coil (not the band, I've got no problem with the band), anyway need to come up with more ways to bring the happy times to me & everybody else as level of despair has far surpassed the spice of life level.

Maybe it's just the lengthening daylight hours making me a ball of nerves, I don't know.

Nothing remotely technical covered so far, how long can this go on?