Procrastinating the inevitable here at work, trying in vain to stay awake in a cold office sans espresso (I don't know why I didn't have any today)… the thirteen year old within me thinks: "Let's make silly or unfavorable words approachable and pretty." From me to you:
My friend asked me yesterday what I do to get over the boredom hump at work. I suppose one answer would be to practice design immaturity. I can only imagine someone walking behind me at work, watching me draw "Butt Munch" on the computer...
I am so bored. I think that's why I want to go out town again. Where should I go? (I'm opening up comments for this one).
currently listening to: The Jayhawks