A definition of one's self.

Beer at work.  Thug life.

FUCK. YES.

The tech team at work and I have moved upstairs into a new office, with new carpet, new paint, and a new desk that wraps around the entire back wall.  It’s decently swank.

My head.  It’s been exploded.

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I’ve been a little all over the place lately, but it feels like things are calming down a bit.

I’m looking at apartments next week, who wants to come help?

demons:

Starting on Christmas Eve, many German and British troops sang Christmas carols to each other across the lines, and at certain points the Allied soldiers even heard brass bands joining the Germans in their joyous singing.

At the first light of dawn on Christmas Day, some German soldiers emerged from their trenches and approached the Allied lines across no-man’s-land, calling out “Merry Christmas” in their enemies’ native tongues. At first, the Allied soldiers feared it was a trick, but seeing the Germans unarmed they climbed out of their trenches and shook hands with the enemy soldiers. The men exchanged presents of cigarettes and plum puddings and sang carols and songs. There was even a documented case of soldiers from opposing sides playing a good-natured game of football. In other cases some soldiers used this short-lived ceasefire for a more somber task: the retrieval of the bodies of fellow combatants who had fallen within the no-man’s land between the lines.

The Christmas Truce of 1914 came only five months after the outbreak of the war in Europe, and became one of the last examples of the outdated notion of chivalry between enemies in modern warfare. It was never repeated—future attempts at holiday ceasefires were quashed by officers’ threats of disciplinary action—but it served as heartening proof, however brief, that beneath the brutal clash of weapons, the soldiers’ essential humanity endured.

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