Hello, I’m a web craftsman with a passion for the modern web. I build web applications and play with social services and communities.

April 25, 2011 at 1:53 am

It’s been really calm around this blog for quite a while now but this is about to change. There is a lot to catch up with so I’ll get to this asap. It will be a graduate process of blogging about all the exciting things that happened last year, followed by more recent ones as well as new things to come.

Most notably is my stay with thoughtbot, inc. last summer, which I’ll lose a few words about as well as projects I have worked on lately.

One of the reasons I didn’t post anything in the last months was from technical nature. I wasn’t happy with the article layout and syntax highlighting of the blog as well as the URL schema of my whole site. This is all fixed up now and I feel ready to post something new.

3 responses to “Breaking the ice”

  1. Gerhard says:

    We are anxious for this.

  2. Ninate says:

    While we appreciate ieomlvnvent of all testers during the beta stage, the number of people that tried our service is counted in thousands. Therefore, we decided to send gifts only to those who provided some kind of feedback. If you did and you haven’t received any bonus yet, please mail us and we will do that as soon as possible.by Szymonon

  3. Madiha says:

    I have been abused. It didn’t heappn as a child, but as a young woman. I became successful,and grew up. My older sister couldn’t stand not being the prettiest, not being the smartest. I remember one time when I was only 9 she came into my room and told me I would grow up to have our mother’s build. (At this time my mother was very heavy.) I grew up, I weighed 112, I had a very good paying job. But my sister hated me and I knew it. One time for my birthday, after I had purchased her a nice gift she gave me 6 chocolate chip cookies in a baggie. This was just the beginning. After I married, she left a message on my phone telling me that no one our family wanted anything to do with me, that I should leave the state and never have contact with them. I profusely wrote her numerous cards and notes, apologizing for what I didn’t even know. She would walk through doors I held and never speak. She literally walked over my child one time in store and didn’t even say hello to him or us. She had birthdays, graduations and weddings including every other family member but my family. When asked, she ALWAYS tells my mother I don’t have a problem with Carmen This has now gone on for 20 years. I have now found out that my mother has placed her on all of my mom’s accounts. I am hurt beyond words. Not because I am not on the accounts, but simply because after all the hurt, and all the bullying, my mother has chosed her to be her representative. As an adult woman, I now see that for years, my own mother was also involved in the bullying. I am hurt beyond words.

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