Exhausted

I worked like hell ... believe me. With only half a medium pizza to last me 36 hours, and moving 2500 volumes of books and manuscripts ... believe me, I've reached the end. I'm so tired and exhausted. And it was worse because there was this arab guy who's contracted to work 5 hours a day for 5 days a week; but he actually comes 3 days a week and works 3 hours a day. And he was supposed to help me move these books. Every 2 hours he went out to smoke and have a coffee while Hidri and I worked flat through with no break. I'm going to fire him. He won't last a day in Asia. This kind of crap can only exist here in the Middle East.

Happy Amir with his new outfit

Well at least one guy is happy today - little Amir. He got to join the summer camp for young footballers and was chosen from out of thousands to be in the training camp. He got a new outfit for the camp including shoes. Now that's one happy boy ... and you should know he comes from a very poor family with no luxuries. He's the 2nd son of our doorkeeper.

The moon was gloriously full last night. Many people noticed this ... it was so bright it lit up the City like it was day. If only my days were just as bright ... now with all this frantic work in progress.