My life feels like that bad dream I had before a bio test a few years ago:
“You have been provided with a razor blade, a piece of gauze, and a
bottle of Scotch. Remove your appendix. Do not suture until your
work has been inspected. You have 15 minutes.”
What the fuck do I do now?
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I just took 98 of my photos, put them in a 20×30 poster, and ordered it online. If you wanna know how to do this (at least with iPhoto), let me know.
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All the way through the quarter, and we just now find out we need major redesign. Not so much redesign, as much as we left a whole part of our solution out of the design docs. Hopefully my team mates can pick some up and help me out, I’m dying. Haven’t been getting to sleep until 3am consistently this week. Sucks a nut!
Meanwhile, see what design we have done here: WetWorks, Inc.
At the time of this writing, only the Embedded System (click the tank) has anything meaningful in it.
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Ever been hit with that low-key insult, and overstepped the line in retaliation? Now, there is a solution: pelt the offender with a .2 gallon/minute stream of water from a super-soaker.
I think its a great idea; not enough to get in trouble, but just enough to make sure it won’t happen again.
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The only thing that can save me from my current bout of senioritis is a Spike’s trip with my buddies. “Terrible” anyone?
(slo, ca)
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