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Project Wrap Up

Am finalizing my analysis of the last epub project. got back to my apartment at about 11 last night from Charleston, SC. went to bed close to 1 am, but was wide awake at 6:30 and got down to business on the paper. i'm not thinking 4 pages is really possible. maybe two to talk about this?

electronic collaboration

am still in charleston, but am leveraging twitter, texts, and e-mail to stay in contact with project group members. rp got the video/voice overlay to work!

one last class

it'll be exciting to see everyone's final projects and to have a chance to wish everyone a good summer.

project meeting at golden west and the rest of my saturday

teegan holiday spirited me to the golden west yesterday morning to discuss what remains to be done for our final epub effort. after that auspicious beginning (zucchini & brie pancakes!) i came home to my youngest sister and to plot a day of low-key fun at inner harbor east. we saw "I Love You, Man." then walked over to teavolve for a leisurely late afternoon/early evening dinner.

we left when the lightning started (the nigerian guitarist had just started but he left something to be desired). our frugal intention to get the bus was undermined by our fear of getting caught in a downpour, so we cabbed it home.

Cloudy with a chance of coffee

i fell asleep wearing my clothes last night and had even more surreal dreams as a result. of course, that might have been because i was drinking coffee right up to the point when i couldn't keep my eyes open a moment longer. also, it would be more accurate to say that i chose to go to sleep with my clothes on because i was too lazy to put on pajamas. i willfully chose such discomfort and wrinkling.

the dog, as usual, came barreling into my room to claim her spot on the floor by the window. i heard the door fly open, but what finally roused me was her spirited barking at some innocent car or person below.

there aren't any actual clouds today, but i'm lost in a fog. i'm ashamed to tell you, but the first thing i do now is refresh twitter.com to see who's been tweeting what while i've slept. then i heated up some of that clouded coffee from last night. i trolled through my iTunes library until i found Patsy Cline. My sister, who for some reason, gets ready in my bathroom asked "who's that?" when i told her, she responded "Oh, that's my bitch!"

"good coffee should be black like the devil, hot as hell, and sweet like a kiss"

i've been twittering a lot lately. the quote that serves as the title of this post was Foodimentary's latest tweet. i post it here to say, simply, that i agree. hmmm. coffeeeeee.