Lots of nothing. No job interviews. No current prospects. Nothing. Quiet, unless of course you head to Seattle's China Town. Then there are dragons, fireworks and dragons and red packets of little bits of money. Lunar New Year, the year of the Horse.
Oh dear, I think I just realized the Broncos are a horse. This could be a bad thing. I am already in trouble for failing to be excited about the big game. I am going to work on trying to get up some enthusiasm for this upcoming event.
Go Hawks.
Twenty Years, Two Hundred and Forty Months, Seven Thousand Days, and Three Hundred Days. Since we started chasing Leukemia.
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