I never wanted to be a computer scientist when I went to undergraduate school. Sure, I loved taking apart my computer and creating websites, but why on earth would…
There comes a time in every writer’s life when they become stuck — or so I’ve heard. Up until recently I never thought of myself as a writer.
I have no idea what my family thinks I do, and I have stopped trying to figure it out. I’m almost at the point that I don’t know myself.
Sometimes I have so many good ideas that I can’t write them down fast enough. It’s the reason I learned how to type.
This page does not exist.
Today, Elance removed my profile from their site. I still am unclear as to why they did that, but at this point I don’t really care. It is just one site on the Internet, and not crucial to the success of my…
Yesterday I wasted 4 hours trying to optimize my online business. It was supposed to be a simple upgrade. I wanted to customize my desktop, background and create a custom start menu on my Firefox browser.
Yesterday I received congratulations on LinkedIn from a classmate from middle school.
“Happy 6 year work anniversary!”
What? Has it seriously been 6 years? In Internet years, that’s almost a lifetime.
The Internet has spoiled society. I realized this today as I checked my inbox for the third time in a ten minute period. Although I knew it wasn’t rational to spend so much time staring at the screen, waiting for a 0 to change to a 1, I did it anyway. I did it because from…
Have you ever wanted to be a drug dealer? Who does? Surprisingly enough, people who otherwise would need special license (or couldn’t do it legally-even if they tried) are finding new ways to make money on the sale of drugs- legal, illegal, and alternative — through the…