Oh crap. I let an entire week go by without blogging. Now there will be a big hole in my archives where last week should have been. It's like I killed the week for posterity.
The good news is, I didn't do much of anything except work late. I did laundry on Friday night. It's just that sad. And now it's hot and miserable here and I want to move to San Francisco where it's not hot and miserable. But I have a bad money thing. I like earning it. It's a real problem to try and face the prospect of not having a reliable source of income. I'm saving up for a vacation that will never happen. I'm lamenting the fact that I cannot stay within my credit card budget every month (though I don't carry a balance, thank you very much). I'm horrified by the prospect of actually moving, wherein you have to pack up all your shit (as I have done four fucking times since I have lived in Los Angeles...for six fucking years) and either pay someone to move you or go crazy, hate your friends and hurt yourself trying to do it yourself.
Plus, the cats would vomit.
I'm reading fuck all. I'm writing fuck all. I fucking suck. I'm swearing a whole fucking lot.
This weekend is the San Diego Comic-Con, which, as always, will not live up to my expectations--not just for the convention itself, but for the much-hyped "party scene" which I have never personally witnessed. But hey! I'm taking the train down there, so that'll be fun, right?
Right?!
You can find more of the interesting word usements I structure* on Apple.com.
Read my article, Better Writing Through Design, on No. 242 of A List Apart.
Pick up issue 176 of .net magazine to read my thoughts on creating outstanding web copy.
Watch a video of the Design Eye for South By panel at SXSW Interactive 2008. Or view the slide deck at DesignEye.org.
*With apologies to Harris K. Telemacher.