What am I doing with my car? I am sitting in my dining room on 17th and Denny and looking out the window at Sparkle Motion, wondering at its fate while I am far far away. And I think about the six weeks that I have left in Seattle—six weeks from today until December 22nd—and [...]
I feel obliged to archive my day, this 9th of September of 2009, because over and over today I was just feeling fucking triumphant. I woke up just after 7am rested and happy and, without even getting out of bed, got an email via iPhone with fantastic work news (which will remain undisclosed). Trust me: [...]
Where can you find him? Tonight, or this morning, rather, and indeed at this very moment, Andrew d'Avis is laying awake in a tiny, hard bed on Christmas Day. You only find Andrew d'Avis on the East Coast and most specifically in Hamilton, Massachusetts. In a cold creaky bedroom, with ceilings so low that he [...]
Of late, I have been busy and exhausted and oscillating between joyous motivation and annoyed malaise.
Also, I cut my hair.
I avoided coffee addiction for much of my life. I refused to drink it as an aid to staying awake during college (and subsequently fell asleep far too much during class). I stuck to tea while I worked at Harvey Mudd for two years after graduation. My coffee consumption was limited, for the most part, [...]
