Timing timing timing.

I keep seeing this “timestamp” thing freaking my people out. You know, setting a date for something. This is when it’s finally happening. Because, you know, the productivity guru-ey people need you to say that whatever it is you’re busy...

42.

I have a bunch of points to make. They need numbers. But they’re really only in the order I dictate them to Stu (short for “work, you stupid piece of crap!” which is what you say a lot when you use voice-to-text software to save your arms) because I...
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