I've led quite a boring life. When other people were charity freefalling out a Wiltshire sky, I wasn't with them. When other people were white-water rafting down the mighty Zambezi, I wasn't there either. When faced with two paths diverging in a wood, I... I take the one more traveled by. And so I've lived a life avoiding stress and danger, always hiding from that which might hurt me. But I realise now that this is no way to live a life. Life's there to be seized, not placated. Some times in life you just have to say bugger to what society deems sensible, and just go do something totally mad. I'm thinking of doing something totally mad. I'm thinking of going to Belfast. Apparently there's a convention there called QCon. Any of you people (i.e. CM guys, Paul, various friends who might be reading this) up for it? I mean, as long as we stay out of the more "working class" parts of town (as Patrick Kielty so wonderfully put it)... well how bad can it be? Tags: qcon
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