Monthly Archives: March 2007

I must definitely suffer from seasonal disorder or whatever the fuck it is called. SAD. Seasonal Affective Disorder. Wow, that is lame. Anyways, I hate it when the sun is not shining and it is not 45 million degrees outside … Continue reading →

Almost every part of San Francisco was the immediate descent into Dionysian Hell. That sort of weekend begins to wear on you because it turns out life isn’t a really bad Broadway play with lots of dancing girls that keep … Continue reading →

Maybe actual management isn’t where I need to be. You know, in the working world and all that sort of thing. I was not designed for that sort of, well, work. I was not designed for any work to be … Continue reading →

Listen, I am management material. I took a test today and it said I scored in the 88th percentile indicating my awesomeness when it comes to management. Trust in me that it is right. I took a test that basically … Continue reading →