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moe.
moe hates me.

Right after I took this picture, she clawed the crap out of my left hand and right shoulder.
Bullspotdog...

This is either "Spot", "Bullseye", or "The Target Dog", depending on whom you ask in the Target Marketing Department. I know next-to-nothing about marketing, yet I know that having more than one name for the company mascot is bad marketing.
Labels: work
The last Happy Hour

The Iceholes celebrated the last Happy Hour this evening, but talk has already shifted from broomball to the upcoming spring kickball league. Should be fun.
Labels: friends, Iceholes
Sunshine for lunch.

I work in a different building on Wednesdays and Fridays, and the lunchroom at this building has one small corner where sunshine pours in. I always sit at the same table so I can soak up the sun while I eat.
Labels: minneapolis, work
Murphy.

Murphy hates me.
Lunch at Chipotle.

Ate lunch at Chipotle with my esteemed cow-orker.
Helpdesk.

Me, writing the script for my new short film tentatively titled "Helpdesk". Conveniently, the desk also doubles as the film's set.
Labels: self portrait, studio