Where you will find my (documented) thoughts, worries, concerns, and issues
Recent writing
There’s nothing like the feeling of soul crushing debt. Actually, it’s not that bad. Especially when there’s a darn good reason for it. In my case, it’s because the last formality of the conditions has been cleared, and …
The more things change, the more they get strange. Yesterday, I left the office at noon. This was partly because I’d been here all night (we were working on a pitch for a client who would be worth a LOT to us) and was …
Fewer things are harder than losing a loved one. I suppose it’s even worse when you lose them slowly. And it’s only worse when there’s nothing you can do about it. My father is dying. As you might recall, late last year, …
Early this year (and this month), I finally decided it’s high time I get myself a permanent address. Not another apartment, but an actual home. Something I can call mine. Something where I have my own walls, my own roof, …
There is nothing so responsible, so adult, as trying to buy a house. Okay, there’s that kid thing, but we’ll just ignore that for the moment. I’ve decided I need a permanent address. For the last 10 years or so, I’ve …
It’s been quite a year — but aren’t they always? I suspect when I stop having years like these, I’m gonna get bored real quick. It’s had more than its fair share of ups and downs, but it’s not what I would call a …
Yeah, I know, the holidays are over, why the heck am I writing about it now? Simple: I got away from computers for two weeks, and haven’t had the time to write until now. Unlike last year, I spent roughly half my time …
Coming into work on a Friday with a hangover is one of the worst feelings. Well, coming in on a Monday is probably worse, now that I think about it. Last night was Critical Mass’ annual Christmas party. This year, we …
When the temperature falls to -21 degrees with the wind chill, and the sky dumps 15 centimetres of snow on the ground, that’s when a young man’s fancy turns to… Revenge. Some months ago, Chris’ and my collective …
There are times when I wonder if I’m slightly psychic. Every time it happens, it gives me the willies. This was one time I sincerely wished I was wrong. Since long before the trip with 6060, I’d had this feeling, …