The point wasn't that I got a punch card. I mean I paid for the coffee. I got the stamp and it was supposed to be just that. Its just after I walked away,  my friend comes to me and he got more stamps, and he didn't buy anything. One...

Last weekend I had a meeting and some of the questions I asked weren’t really liked by the presenter. Others questions people said were. I think in some aspects I missed judged the presentation, in that it was more technical and the person was new to the project so they...

Notes of today I met a nice couple and had beers. There was a dog and a baby, and it was the bartenders. Who was very nice but didn’t actually remember me.  But that’s fine. He was nice enough, and gave me beer and asked about what I was doing...

I work with a chemist who doesn't really talk. But every meeting he presents 10 new molecules he made. Its nice when he does talk, because he always sums up things  no one says out loud, but they feel it. Today he said that research and science is like a...

I am not someone who bitches. And I hate it when people do, its just man, everyday are you kidding me, and he has the indecency to text me on the weekend. How are you? How am I? Working, on the weekend, for barely any extra money thats how I...

I wish I could sort out all of those things for you. 
Like at the sand dunes 
That one time
We walked and walked and didn't wear the right shoes

But later it became apparent
further from you
there was sand
in the hallway and a lot of things left unsaid

I wish I could gather...

A recent update to my work life, has been notebooking before work. You wouldn't think it matters, but like it helps with normal life, its been really helpful with work and organizing projects. I am not quite sure why, it feels a lot like a one on one meeting with...

I am reading a history of pollution right now, but really I guess its a history of industry. But at each period there is a shift on what they think pollution is. At first, they knew many industrial processes were bad, and they moved them away from cities, and talked...

I read today that Bob Dylan, or just Bob if I can call him that. Wrote 10 pages, just to get to the line like a rolling stone. This then exploded outward, and he added verses and choruses to make the song we know now. But before that, it was...

It’s hot out. There’s some sun shining through and to be honest, the door was swung open welcoming the heat and sun with it. 

I was waiting for you. Getting ready in the other room. There’s sound of a hairdryer. And when it stops you singing whatever song you heard...