Holy cow. I made it to day 5. Whodathunk? Summary: Work, lunch, sleep People I talked to: Katie, Sarah, Grant, mentee #2, Chris, Vinita, Matt, Christy Me, not able to sleep at night. My room is actually not that dark but mostly orange with the eery glow of the streetlamp. Day 5, Thursday
All posts in my day
Week in the life, Day 4
Me not publishing until the afternoon is probably pretty telling of what my day was like yesterday. Summary: Work, dinner with a friend, life changed by podcasts, sleep People I talked to: Katie, Sarah, Vinita, Zach, Chris, Dan, and Christy Christy and I splitting a bibimbap Day 4, Wednesday
Week in the life, Day 3
Summary: Work, watched Swiss Army Man, drinks, what the youths call “chilling”, and more work. People talked to: Katie, Sarah, Vinita, Grant, Joseph, Dina, Chris, Gil Sitting on my bench, texting Sarah on my way home. Day 3, Tuesday
Week in the life: Day 2
Not really convinced that this is a great idea, but thought I’d at least carry out a work day. I can’t imagine this being entertaining to anyone. The summary of yesterday was: I went to work and then I went to bed. And if you are on some sort of reconnaissance mission, I should note that…
Week in the life, Day 1
I have been thinking about writing a lot recently. Because I have realized with sadness that a a month has gone by without so much as a howdy-do. But as I sat on my couch this evening, I also thought that I didn’t feel like I had anything to share. Sometimes I feel exhausted from…
Empty pictures
Hi. It’s me. I’ve been away, but okay. I’m sorry, but in May I didn’t have the energy to write anymore after work (which was usually late o’clock anyway), nor the desire to look at a computer during my free time. I also went to Barcelona.
Vancouver in a few photos
Last month I popped over to Vancouver for a weekend with a friend. Here are some moments. biking through Stanley Park walking along English Beach lot’s of great food visiting Grainville Island on a foggy day popping over to the art gallery for the exhibition on mashups the gorgeous Capilano (suspension bridge) area new memories
When nothing was the same
That six years post yesterday has made me think about a lot about my relationship with time. I’ve heard people describe the way they’ve evolved throughout their life as: “I have a deep core of me. I might change a lot on the surface, but the light of my truest self appears in the shadows.” I was…
Hello, World! no. 734
Today is my blog’s 6th birthday and post number 734. I remember sitting in my yellow room in Wyoming—hunched up on a cheap chair on a particleboard desk at my HP computer—setting up a wordpress.com blog. An automatic “Hello, World!” post and example comment is part of every new install. It was my junior year of…
The relativity of fun
When you move to a new place, you inevitably are meeting new people and during each interaction you try to size each other up for friendship. Not even in a judgmental way, but you’re just trying to figure out what’s in the middle of your Venn diagram so that you have something to talk about or…