In which I get some shit done.
A data lab, a beauty brand, and a plot-of-land seller all walk into my inbox.
Oh great, now I'm going to get a vulnerability hangover again.
In which I declare whether I'm going to do this, that, or the other.
This weekend's links resemble a warm but sometimes sad hug. Also, there's a cat.
I have plans, PLANS I SAY, mwahahaha.
Your weekend serving of good shit. Have you considered knocking off early so you can read it?
On identity, excuses, and lying to yourself
Here's hoping, anyway.
It's okay to start the day at 1pm, right?
Aka welcome to my dark side.
Enjoy your weekendly serving of good shit, curated by yours truly.