No longer a tourist

Malta again. It feels like a second home now. Some of the thrill of going to a foreign country is gone, and instead a small satisfaction in recognition has taken its place. Good or bad, I don’t know.
Apart from U. and I, Ping and Sverre are also staying in U’s place. The main room is full of cords, cds, cigars, bottles, laptops, remote controls and other nerdy stuff. Nice. :-)

I’m getting better and better at ASP. And also I’m learning things about databases that will be useful in many ways.

Shopped for cds yesterday. 42 of them. P asked me: What’s wrong with you? I wonder the same thing.