Ho Bang Bang Ho!!!
Santa has buggered off again, the last firecrackers have been flushed down the gutters, life has been set to work-mode again. the Seb-Bot is back in his office and doing whatever he does for a living.
The recently celebrated new year means a lot to him. I detail: a year full of hopelessly overaimed intentions, jolly and rather not so jolly surprises, moral decay and dispositional blunting, too little spare time and too many things to spend it on, undue optimism and all the usual emotional rollercoaster-ride that he refers to as life.
In short, nothing changes (it never does, really) except the big number on the calendar leaves, but as some robots do, the Seb-Bot has reconsidered his existence and all the things he spends his time on.
The result is a pro-familiar and anti-vocational programme for evening hours, a more sportive and more musical approach for hours of solitude. With this, the Seb-Bot has calculated, he can claim more of the grease called "happiness" for his rusty joints and thus prolong his lifecycle and increase productivity.
(How) have you re-adjusted yourself?
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