that’s what this feels like. in my head, at least. maybe it’s just hormones, but for the last week i keep thinking about how i turn 25 this year. in 5 months, actually. the vast majority of my friends are older than me, and it doesn’t at
in high school, all i did was code. coded websites–for fun, for my high school, and for the company i worked for. coded for class. i had pascal, c++, and java–one each year. and calculus on top of that. everything was code and numbers… all the time. i
i had my 3rd flight class yesterday. contrary to what i thought was going to happen, like, actual flying, we had an actual class. don’t get me wrong, i learned a lot. but walking around a plane for an hour doing pre-flight checks is not nearly as exciting as
before brett came home from arizona last weekend, some friends and i decided that the best way to spend a saturday morning was to treat ourselves to bottomless mimosas and a trek through downtown charleston, stopping only at candy stores and weird shops. so we did. there is a restaurant
dude. i have done more python and shell scripting in the last month than i’ve done in my entire life. not to mention the unbelievably in depth packet analysis but i LOVE it. despite the fact that it is so mentally exhausting and somehow, physically DRAINING. i absolutely love