Thank you, Mr. Albrecht.
Schlagwort: Privatsphäre
Internet of Shleep.
I soon discovered that the only thing worse than getting a bad night’s sleep is to subsequently get a report from my bed telling me I got a low score and “missed my sleep goal.” Thanks, smart bed, but I know that already. I feel like shit.
Whoopty-fucking-do.
I've only got one rule:
Don't tell me to smile
Open Agenda.
I tend to forget who is (not) reading my calendar (anymore).