It’s apparently not bad enough that I have a deadline to meet—that deadline had to be pushed back, allowing for an extra week of torture on my end. (Nothing annoys a procrastinator more than a deadline that moves after (s)he has started working on whatever is due.) Consequently, this week is now crunch week. I’m optimistic that I’ll actually have a finished (defined as “working without making a total mess of itself”*) product by the end of this week.

[*Power tip: keep expectations low, for the win.]

In typical Brent fashion, I’m also sick during this deadline. I know exactly who to blame, too: Eric wasn’t doing so well on the evening we went to Nick’s wedding. I missed the second wedding I was to attend (gah), and ultimately wound up sleeping the entire weekend.

One of the few sources of entertainment I had last week was from Marin poking around Sloganizer.net and reading funny slogans to me as I coded away. The best one, by far: oh my gods, it’s a Marin!