Occasional musings from a Left-coast Canadian ExPat in Oxford.
The office is freezing. The coffee burnt my tongue, and it tastes like ass (extra annoying considering it’s not free). My pants are falling down, because the belt I bought is too big. I’m waiting for work to arrive via courier – until it does, I get to do exciting things like stuff envelopes. I … Continue reading Guten Morgen
You know you’ve been a student too long when you are willing to drink old, stale, and/or cold coffee – and have even built up enough of a tolerance to it that you can call it “not bad.” Also, I need a really basic online portfolio page where I can post my resume and some … Continue reading Caffeinated