Apr. 6th, 2012
Tomorrow I'm supposed to go to bbq with Esther and Shane. I know I'll probably have a good time but everything up to then is just "urgh I don't want to see them when I don't have to." It's always like that.
Freeman is bombarding me with job and recruitment opportunities emails and I'm just looking at the subject lines going "underqualified underqualified what is bread underqualified" and this externship thing is looming over my head and I don't want to think about it. I know it's April and I don't need it until November but seeing those constant reminders is kind of like yeah. It takes time and now that I'm ServSafe qualified I don't even have an excuse anymore.
Fountain pen doesn't seem to like Moleskine. Same problem as the Rhodia pad I use for school. The nib scratches against the paper. I don't know why. Time to do some research instead of working on stuff oops.
But god damn, do I have the straightest, neatest hand stitches I've ever seen.
Freeman is bombarding me with job and recruitment opportunities emails and I'm just looking at the subject lines going "underqualified underqualified what is bread underqualified" and this externship thing is looming over my head and I don't want to think about it. I know it's April and I don't need it until November but seeing those constant reminders is kind of like yeah. It takes time and now that I'm ServSafe qualified I don't even have an excuse anymore.
Fountain pen doesn't seem to like Moleskine. Same problem as the Rhodia pad I use for school. The nib scratches against the paper. I don't know why. Time to do some research instead of working on stuff oops.
But god damn, do I have the straightest, neatest hand stitches I've ever seen.