It’s my golden birthday right now.

Hard to be more meaningful than that. I was born 29 years ago right now on May 29, 1985.

Snapshot of my life: I am moving out of my lovely house to move in with my girlfriend over the summer. Then, in August, I’m moving to Halifax, NS to start a postdoc. I’m done with my dissertation (or at least a draft of it), but have yet to schedule a defense because I’m afraid of it. I’ve been rejected from a lot of publications and I feel like my friend circle is getting shorter and shorter every day. But– I finally have a real job and I’ll be able to go to a new place and start over. So… there’s that.

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Pixel Q. Styx refuses to talk about himself. If thou wishest, thou may infer from his blog what thou wishest.
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3 Responses to 11101

  1. Anonymous says:

    holy shit you’re still writing on this website

  2. Daniel says:

    That’s what I was thinking Mr. Anonymous.

  3. Pixel says:

    What?? Craziness. I’m sure these are just old posts updated to sound new.

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