I don’t know. I’ve been having difficult working recently. I try to send out resumes to the pharma bay area biotech scene, and the rest of the time is self-employed (NOT yet profitable) web app programming.
It’s rough.
I don’t know what to say.
Papa is dying. No, not really. He just complains a lot.
Mama is out of the house, I don’t really know why or where she went.
I don’t know what to say. It’s rough. I WOULD like to make at least some money, eventually. It’s strange.
Oh well.
Oh well.
I guess I’ll burn in hell.
