Renaistre

Commute fale. Almost three hours from Glendale to Santa Ana. Yeah, it’s raining in L.A.

The philosophical question that has haunted me my whole career: How do you CIP a CIP tank?

I feel lousy today. These status updates are helping, though. Not sure why.

Jelly Belly. The Epic Bean.

Lead Me: http://ping.fm/aIoRD

I’m hot. No, not that way. http://ping.fm/7zcqh

Rush hour time from work to soon-to-be-new apartment: 35 minutes. It usually takes over an hour and a half.

Why didn’t anyone tell me that getting engaged would wreck my brain, and that I wouldn’t really care? =D

I really need to figure out this sleep thing. A half hour last night. I don’t even have kids yet!

Well, that was a whirlwind. Topped it off by ending up at the wrong airport two hours late, and sleeping on a train station bench at 3:00am.