My birthday’s on Valentine’s Day, nbd.
This is probably true of all businesses, but my Mondays are substantially busier and more stressful than any other day of the week. I got to work around 8:40am, ten minutes later than I’m supposed to—whoops. No biggie, I’m important here. So anyway, I had also taken Friday off (I felt like it) so I was already expecting more unread emails than usual in Outlook.
I already have several filters and rules set up in Outlook to wrangle my incoming mail into different folders based on their importance, where it’s from, and most importantly, if I’m the only one on copy. Even so, there were 300+ unread emails waiting for me when I sat down. This is not even including the reply-all junk that I’ve already had Outlook intelligently sort away. FFFFUUUUUU—
I took one look at the bold unread counts next to each folder and promptly alt-F4’d Outlook. Fuck that—there’s no way I can wade through this glut of emails and get any ‘real’ work done. (‘Real’ is relative, okay?!)
Might have to check with my supervisor to see if there’s any room in the budget to hire someone just to read and answer my emails…
- His eyebrows. They’re like furry caterpillars!
- My Brooklyn Tech t-shirt.
- We used to get the whole “are you guys twins?” a lot back in middle school. (We’re not btw. He’s 1.5 years older)
- MY LONG HAIR. SADFACE. WOMP WOMP… never cutting my hair above my shoulders again.
- I miss freshman year. I miss Marion Hall. I miss being carefree and stupid. What I would give to start all over again from the beginning..
Don’t hate on my eyebrows. (By the way, my first GPOYW, nbd.)
I feel like I should be growing ironic facial hair and drinking PBR while riding my fixie bicycle to Strand.
Why are you wasting your time responding to idiots? Ryan Tate, Gawker’s resident dickbag, is clearly just trolling you.
I closely follow the whole App Store rejections debacle—which has increasingly become so popular that even the mainstream press has gotten wind of it—and now this Adobe vs. Apple, freedom vs. Apple thing, and while I don’t agree with some of the rejections (Google Voice? C’mon, man) and how ridiculously arbitrary some of your App Store approval rules are, I do believe you’re entitled to do what you want on a platform you created. Out of nothing. There wouldn’t even be anything for anyone to whine about if you hadn’t created the iPhone/iPad platform.
If the haters don’t like it, there are plenty of other platforms and vendors willing to pick up the slack. I for one absolutely adore my iPad and will definitely be getting the upcoming iPhone, and I’m perfectly content with not having Flash on my devices if that’s the decision you’re sticking with.
So why are you wasting your time responding to these inane criticisms? Let’s get back to work on the iPhone and the iPad 2, please. The future of our technological lifestyle dearly needs you.
It’s my time. (via Yimmys Yayo)
Laugh when you can, apologize when you should, and let go of what you can’t change.
Kiss slowly, play hard, forgive quickly, take chances, give everything, and have no regrets.
Life is too short to be anything but happy.
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Hoyin, you need to lotion more! Your forearms look like tree bark.
My MasterCard is tingling, too. Mmm… 27″ iMac…