Jen: They had better say they like this, those bastards.
Me: Perhaps you shouldn’t refer to your clients as “bastards”, baby.
Jen: …Well, they’re not clients, they’re friends, so I can call them bastards.

Wow. After something like five years of refusing to do any kind of print work in Quark, it’s frightening how many of the key commands I still remember.

I put up a very basic page early this morning attempting to outline some of the projects I have in mind for this endless money pit house of ours; it’s extremely incomplete and basic, but is a step above the seventeen dogeared, smeared slips of notepaper I have floating around my messenger bag, which don’t make any sense a week after I’ve measured, sketched, and noted on them.

Am I really this boring, or did you guys forget how to comment?