The house is ready for Halloween party tomorrow night. I have no idea why we have invited friends to our house again. * As the years go by, I notice more and more that it’s always the usual suspects that make things happen either at school, or among a circle of friends. * I uploaded the entire back-log of my blog to GitHub last night. Every post since 2003 is now there as markdown files. I don’t know why I did it - it seemed like a good idea at the time. * I made a new friend on the internet this past week. I very rarely make new friends on the internet. * I’m working in a hotel next week with work, and a co-worker will be staying at the same hotel. That invariably means eating out together, and making conversation. I’m kind of dreading it. * I’m not looking forward to this week at work at all, for reasons I can’t share. I’ll get over myself, and work through it - I always do. * I still have no idea what I’m going to write about for NaNoWriMo, and it starts tomorrow night. Fuck.
The life and times of a work-from-home software and web developer as he fights a house, four women, two cats, idiocy, apathy and procrastination on an almost daily basis.
The house is ready for Halloween party tomorrow night. I have no idea why we have invited friends to our house again. * As the years go by, I notice more and more that it’s always the usual suspects that make things happen either at school, or among a circle of friends. * I uploaded the entire back-log of my blog to GitHub last night. Every post since 2003 is now there as markdown files. I don’t know why I did it - it seemed like a good idea at the time. * I made a new friend on the internet this past week. I very rarely make new friends on the internet. * I’m working in a hotel next week with work, and a co-worker will be staying at the same hotel. That invariably means eating out together, and making conversation. I’m kind of dreading it. * I’m not looking forward to this week at work at all, for reasons I can’t share. I’ll get over myself, and work through it - I always do. * I still have no idea what I’m going to write about for NaNoWriMo, and it starts tomorrow night. Fuck.
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