Things are pretty not-too-bad right now. Could be better, as always things can always be better. But this is the point of no complaint. If I had one it would be missing out on the latest stock rally starting Monday, but that's hardly something bad.

Work's good. Nothing too heavy, but enough to keep occupied. eBay's good, got a bunch of solid repeat customers who are vying for the lots every week, so prices are doing well; collection is at the largest ever and the autotrading script I struggled with proved to be the salvation, freeing up so much valuable time to relieve stress and workload. Finally up to speed with the horrendous backlog of accounts to clear out.

Perth trip is coming, and looking forward to a proper, proper holiday. I'm currently at the point where I don't really need a holiday that badly now, but that, as always, changes rapidly. Planning for it is abit of a hassle, but then again I'm just being overtly careful and way more than I should.

I actually have free time here and there to not do productive stuff. I wonder if this is the level I should be at, but then again, I'll take a breather month or so before I plunge myself into more commitments doing all kinds of stuff again. This should be the real break I need; short small ones here and there instead of a major one which totally breaks up your momentum and leaves you gasping for more.

Nothing's very bad, really, nothing I can't handle. Money-wise, managing fine, stable and stuff, on track for plans and all that.

All in all, nothing is very bad, which is very bad. I'm well and throughly sucked into a comfortable routine where I just am happily accepting things and pleased that things are not going wrong. Shouldn't it be that things should be going right before I'm happy?

Uh-oh. I'm officially sucked in; well and throughly. First year of working life and already I eschewed what I thought I would pursue.

No guts no glory. But at least you have a well-fed stomach.