on may 9 of last year, i was huddling in the bottom of the holmes convocation center at ASU with my fellow CIS nerds, anxiously awaiting the moment we were told to turn our tassels. my whole family came to boone to celebrate with me. my dad wrote me a
first of all, we slept until like, NOON on saturday. which was awesome. brett woke up craving omelettes. i woke up craving french fries. i told him i’d give him my card if he went to the diner down the street and picked up “breakfast” for us. i say
PIG from shortstack on Vimeo. i still don’t quite understand what he was doing in the woods behind our apartment. loki seemed to like him. :wink:
way to go, me. yesterday, i jumped the gun by saying, “today is one of those days,” when yesterday actually turned out to be pretty damn good. and then karma came back to bite me in the ass. first of all, brett and i were woken up this morning i
so, remember the client drama i was having a while back? it’s still not over. to be fair, i’ve been paid in full for 1 of the 2 websites i did for Company X. BUT… i am still owed $400. Website A was completed months ago. i was