Woke up late. Spent all morning trying to find an iPhone 4. Finally found one. Whep.

Grandma: “Did you know Apple released something to replace the mouse?” Me: “Yeah.” Grandma: “Are you getting it?” Me: “I already did.”

The SFU Student Music Union is back, baby! We signed our names in blood.

is rubbing his hands together, waiting for his Magic Trackpad to come in the mail.

I have my copy of StarCraft II. I am now a man.

Mad Men makes me seriously geek out. One second in, and there’s already a reference to Ayn Rand. The next—AH, too many things—

Mad Men is BACK.

The relationship between a man and his smartphone? Now that, my friends, is true love.

Just spent two and a half hours working on one paragraph. Life is short.

is watching a documentary on typography. Woot.