Home for the next few days.
The Union Square Hotel in SF
Hanging in SF before the Bank of America LHIC Reception tomorrow.
Sometimes you’re the hands, sometimes you’re the cat.
(via tessaviolet)
Words can not describe the feeling of having this printed and bound.
Thursday we find out if we won or not.
Free watermelon is always a good way to start your day.
Thanks SLO Rideshare Bike Month!
Today’s been a little less than stellar.
Our BofA team did NOT do well in our mock interview, part of which was my fault as I didn’t prepare for it at all. We’re scrambling now to make up some lost review. And to think that that would finally be over.
This weekend has been a drunken slurry and I think I’m paying for it today. It’s easy to live off the shameless and inconsequential actions of the now, but damn can it bite you in the ass. That’s nothing new however. Eventually the pendulum will swing back again and I’ll wonder why I’m not enjoying myself enough; not trying to grab all the experience I can while I’m still here.
Old habits die hard, they say.
Sunrise at Cal Poly
A (recently finished) Nitro IPA and a season pilsner from SLO brew.
Both were damn good.
Road to somewhere.
This is home.
Cookie Klondike Bar Sandwich.
Take off the chocolate covering of a klondike bar and bake it into your chocolate chip cookies, and then use the pre-cut ice cream square to make an ice cream sandwich of sorts!
heh. french class.
