I don't know what my employment situation will be after graduation, now a month away. But I do know that I will at least enjoy a chance to experiment and create on my own terms. I've always been very happy with doing that: just doing things for me.

For a while, you know.

Update, Regular-type. And eggs.

I've been craving scrambled eggs lately, which is something of a rare occurrence for me. I pulled an all-nighter Monday night and ended up fasting completely for some 18 hours. I didn't even equip myself with snacks or anything; I wasn't prepared for a marathon design session. Anyway, when it was done, I had this earth-shattering hankering for an egg-based breakfast. Unfortunately all that was within striking distance was a McDonalds. I told myself it would be fine, eggs are eggs, after all. However, it was not fine. What transpires on McDonald's breakfast menu is a travesty, a crime against breakfast. It may have just been an off day, or that particular location, sure, but it was enough to make me swear off McD's and to almost ruin my day thereafter.

So I still haven't gotten my egg fix. And I think I'll go fix that now.

Too too too much to do in the next three weeks.