Come the end of the month he thought about a lot of things. But one thing he thought a lot about was the money that got direct-deposited into his bank account. Soon he would not care about this event as it would become just a regular part of life, like...

I grew up in a small town where rumor has it many still don't lock their doors at night. Such a place offers little opportunity to someone like myself. But in the city, there's always somebody who needs something done in the shadow of time. Something important that can't be...

When you're 23, the most exciting thing on your mind should be the new features you are unveiling to users this Friday. The most exciting thing should be that trip to Boulder next month. The most exciting thing should be how one day the startup you've just joined will make...

I'm wondering who will come to the this month's Final Friday, as I walk back inside. It's a quiet day, even though there's a lot of customers. Most of them are regulars, the quiet type who stick to their laptops and books. Not a single conversation going on. No first...

There was something off about Camilla when I saw her for the final time. I had been sitting in the backlounge of The Bend. Rachel and I went there before we were supposed to go on stage, but I remember distinctly when Camilla entered to say hi to me, not...

This was before  web 2.0 . You didn't surf the net expecting most your information to come from one of the bigs like Facebook or  Twitter . Instead you would visit these horribly designed websites with no sense of  topography and often light-yellow or pitch black backgrounds. Something about that...

The first script was that we went to college. It was what you did, unless you had convictions otherwise, or were a fuck up. I followed that script.

The second script was rebellion against the first. Not enough to actually break from the script, but enough to detract any possible benefit...

When you're little you can call somebody you've known a year your best friend, but once you're at college there's some criteria before you can call someone a  best friend . Ask anyone and they would tell you that their best friend is someone from back home. But thing I...

I found university sponsored events lame. So much that I made it part of my identity to signal to people, I am not a dipshit who goes to those things.

Then Riley asked if I'd have time that weekend to catch a film at the University Cinema. I was nothing short...

"Hello, Jake."

It was Riley from back in the day. We'd both lived in Williams Hall, and we'd often go eat and try to study together. After moving off campus it got hard trying to see each other, and I guess we just found our own ways. 

"So you're living off...