In other words, fifty-three.
Last week I went into my IMDb account to check some things.
And my eye fell on this:

To get the measure of how differently young I am.
I really don’t want to celebrate it this year,
It is Friday, and there are only 27 days left until the next holiday (28 for those living in Italy).
(Nothing to add, I wrote it just because I felt like it.)...
This email’s subject confirms that my birthday present has been shipped and will arrive on 8 March. It is a reconditioned Dell Latitude 7390 13.3-inch.
And in case you’d like to give me a nice present too, my wishlist is still here (Italian list here).
I wouldn’t feel like celebrating my birthday this year, maybe because it’s Easter Saturday,...
Again for the series: having nothing better to do, I added a button with a sheep icon to this blog.
A million years ago, when I was still using Windows, there was this little program (screen mate) that made a little sheep appear to run around the screen. I, who have always liked this sort of thing, had it until I switched to Linux,...

Today we have been living in London for eight years.
But that is not what I wanted to write about.
About a year and a half ago, I wrote that I had deleted almost all posts from Facebook, apart from a couple.
Today, for the umpteenth time,
By now, it is a well-known fact that I like to hurt myself by messing around with the code when I am not working.
Apart from everything I’ve done to this template, the other site’s template, and another one that I manage but is not mine, I got the insane urge to publish another plugin.
I sent it for review on the first of January;...