Dreams of the Quill

I won’t be in a cubicle this summer. I’ll be writing.

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(Warning: contains spoilers regarding Flak’s true name and appearance.)

It is delicious article. You must read it.

Tomorrow’s the last day for me. We’re doing presentations all day, then getting our pay checks. Then I’m headed off for Mootxico. More details to follow—apparently I’ll have internets there.

“Flaks? In my Mexico?”

More likely than you think.

I just held my first photoshoot.

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/modeled for ergo photographs.

Much like how I overlooked my lab notebook for two days, it seems like I passed by this section of DotQ for a couple periods of 24 hours. No breaking news. Tomorrow’s going to be a short day; I’m leaving for Port Hueneme sometime mid-afternoon and will be away from the tubes until Monday.

Nothing amazing’s happening at work. Nothing sucky, either.

All in all it continues to be an incredibly awesome experience. Just, you know, not every day is the first day.

… and speaking of first days, ‘cool thing‘ is coming along way better than I’d hoped. It’s already functioning.