Hello and goodbye
Goofy self-portraits in the mirror must mean I’ve got something to show off.
Welp, you’d be correct. New ultimate jerseys came in today, designed by yours truly. Tip of the hat to Spin Ultimate
for printing these up. I haven’t yet gotten the chance to sport them on
the battlefield yet, but they turned out awful pretty.
A smile both proud and slightly awkward.
This weekend finds me sidelined with academia,
chained to a desk, eyes bleeding, stinking of coffee and unshowered
body odor. For Monday, just around the weekend, I suit up to take the Security+ exam.
In the days that follow, I will wrap up my three projects and make
presentations for each. After that, just one (!!!) final will separate
me and the salvation brought by our Savior. Christmas break, that is.
You know I actually get some kind of sick masochistic high from
this? The productivity machine I become; I love a good challenge. The
hours upon hours of absolute hell add up to a genuine smile on my face
when small accomplishments and milestones come to pass. It’s
encouraging and ultimately very rewarding feeling.
It’s only just begun. This bleak tunnel extends for miles. See you guys on the other side.
jotwell. 12.03.2007 3:46pm
i still say every number should be 23.