C’mere..
Come a bit closer. No, too close. I don’t do garlic breath. I know you have been down in the dumps lately. Things have been tough. People have been going in and out of your space in the last couple of months. More leaving than returning. You must be lonely. I get that. You don’t want to be a balding, 43-year old trainspotter called Nigel any more.
Sometimes Fate just deals to you a crock of shit. But then, there are days like today. You ought to be celebrating, instead of looking green. You see, Jaiku, the way is clear. Pownce is dead. You can leapfrog them now. Next on our radar, Identica.
ROFL…you should work late more often (ok well not really but was that one of those lines thought up on the Luas home?)