At FlashcampSF right now. If you came up to me right now I would either A) pretend not to speak English or B) tell you I was a flash developer. I’m whatever you want me to be baby.

I took the bus today, as I do when I meet TBU for trips to San Francisco. There were a few noticibles. Like, for once I was the only one with my ears plugged into something. And no matter what, I always manage to sit next to the most annoying person on the bus. For 45 minutes I sat next to a girl who compulsively called someone. Like at no point was her phone not connected to her network. By the time one call ended she was already starting another conversation. I was tempted to get on my phone and have a fake conversation that included me saying, “Nothing, just sitting next to a grotesque freckled ginge who won’t shut the fuck up. I’m just trying not to breathe too deep. Ginge isn’t contagious is it?” But I didn’t. I listened to the mp3 player TBU got me for my birthday.

Oh yeah, I turn 26 next week. I am officially on my way out of my 20′s. I’m glad though, I am such an 8th grader. I’m ready to go to college.

Speaking of college, I’m done with my last final for the semester on Tuesday. Don’t break out the bottles too quick though, I’m taking Summer school and it starts n Monday. I’ll let you know when the bottles can come.

On the bus I almost started weeping while I listened to Gold Mined Gutted. I don’t knot who sings it or what. But it almost made me cry. Santa Cruz scenes were blurring by and it seemed like a sad, sad soundtrack to my departure.

Have I told you? No I haven’t. TBU and I are leaving Santa Cruz for the warmer, fake tittier climate of San Diego. Probably by the end of the year. That’s what happens when goals start to be reached, shit changes.

Oh! Another thing about Flashcamp. This older gentleman sat next to TBU and was kinda hogging the elbow room. I noticed and discretely whispered, “Do you want me to scoot over?” Except I had my earphones in and it was totally indiscrete. TBU didn’t answer he just opened his mouth like he was going to say shit the fuck up! But he just side glanced at me and hella ingored me. Then the man moved over a seat. Sir! I’m sorry! I only asked because I was concerned about TBU’s comfort! You were never meant to hear! So fail.

In other breaking Flashcamp news, Asian people who are like literally from Asia are so fucking pushy. Let move my beer before you walk on it you freak bitch.

So I hope you’ve enjoyed the first drunken update in a long time. Thanks for the free beer, Adobe!

The Millionizer doesn’t want TBU to ask a question because it embarrasses her. I am the harbinger of dream death.

PS I’m torn. Should I include a FlashCamp tag? I would, except the whole thing about disparaging an entire race that has been pretty productive. Positive stereotyping! My solution will be to add the tag tomorrow. Yes, tomorrow. Leave all the “you’re racist” comments you want. I won’t be here.

PPS Makers faire update tomorrow. Let me rephrase that. I will go to Maker Faire tomorrow but I will not post about it because, let’s face it, promptness is not my strong suit. Do you know about MakerFaire? No? then click that link!

I got home last night and TBU had delicious homemade sangria waiting for me. He said he wanted to get into the spirit of mardi gras with Spanish stuff or something. I was like booze = mardi gras =perfect. What was even more awesome was that he was preparing breakfast burritos for dinner! My favorite Mexicanish meal! When we were just about to eat he mentioned the Mexican cokes in the fridge. Mexican cokes!? Awesome. Then I asked why all the Mexican/Spanish stuff. And he said because isn’t that where mardi gras comes from? And I said no, it’s French. To which he replied, well that makes sense because it has a French name. Then I asked what mardi gras means in French. And he was like, “Fat Tuesday,” duh.

We clearly need each other.

It’s Ash Wednesday, no more fucking around people.

TBU made this for us all to laugh and enjoy. We’ve been buying expensive cases of fancy beer then last night good sense took over and TBU yelled, “It’s only $17.99 for 24 beers!” We were and remain totally stoked on the deal.

Classes start on Monday. Hooray!

Sorry for the lapse in posting. I didn’t die, but there are changes afoot in the Millionizer/TBU household. I’ll keep you posted.