I'm surprised I always find things to talk about since I work from home, rarely going out. (I just work from home. I didn't say that I make enough to live. Because I don't. I'm a starving boy. I just finished my last pack of ramen noodles.)
But this is what I really wanted to say:
So, the other night Rob K. (aka RobEtsy), the guy who started Etsy, came by our apartment and asked Desira and I to make him a shirt for him to wear on the Martha Stewart show.
And we did.
So, on Friday, you will be able to see Rob K. and Matt S. (also from Etsy) on Martha Stewart.
You can watch Rob's post-interview interview at the Etsy Labs here:
First of all, I need to find out who said that.
Second, I need to ask that person: "What's THAT supposed to mean?"
Gah.
In other news, Debbie, the new fake live-in girlfriend, and I had our first photo session.
It's annoying me like crazy.
But I DO get a lot done…
So, maybe I shouldn't even worry about chatting with people.
I really do like instant messaging.
I also like text messaging.
I hate it when I text somebody and then they call me right up to talk.
It's like… Dude, you're not getting it obviously.
Oh, lord…
I think I've already written about that on my blog before.
I'm HORRIBLE about repeating myself—especially in person.
I just forget what I've told people and what I haven't told them.
P.S.
I posted on Freecycle looking for an electric guitar.
I REALLY want to start playing again. Desira and I are going to get this show on the road, pals.
We're going to be famous punk rockers.
Whatever that means.
