Month: April 2005

My boss in her cube, cussing into the phone in theatrical Spanish: maybe the best thing ever?

(I should add that I adore my boss.)

The elastic band on my pocket Moleskine snapped off this morning. What the shit! I had my first pocket Moleskine for over two years, and its elastic band is still on. This one’s barely seven months old! You’re fired, pocket Moleskine!

I don’t actually think this will actually make much of an actual difference, since it actually stays closed in my pocket and I don’t press things between the actual pages.

Update 1427 hrs: THANK YOU FOR POINTING OUT MY SHORTCOMINGS, DAVID FLORA. I HAVE CORRECTED THE REDUNDANCY.

Not going in Anacrusis

“Is a personal narrative really the optimal form for mocking one’s own childish desires?” muses Jake. After a while he writes a note to himself to consider that later, then goes back to his excitingly decorated office in the airy production building where he works hard all day with his friends from college and the interweb on fascinating, lucrative projects until they go home to the same apartment complex and play games until two in the morning and also they can eat pizza and fried chicken sandwiches every day without getting fat and his ankle doesn’t hurt and nobody ever dies.

I’ve had to disable the little sidebar thingies that tell you when Anacrusis and NFD are updated, but hey, that’s what RSS feeds are for. It’s for the best anyway; that was some of the hackiest code I’ve ever written, and I’m glad it’s gone.