Gmail’s next overhaul is radical and will make it look more like Google Plus
Leaked screenshots of redesign show a simplified home screen that mirrors Google Plus and Google Now and will be the biggest change since the service began in 2004, writes Samuel GibbsGRETCHEN! STOP TRYING TO MAKE FETCH HAPPEN! IT’S NOT GOING TO HAPPEN.
YOU WILL TAKE MY TEAFOX FROM ME OVER MY COLD DEAD BODY.
http://www.kickstarter.com/projects/1381683889/leave-bad-waiters-terrible-service-business-cards
Idiot rich kids students studying made up bullshit like entrepreneurship and oddly, given how shitty the cards are, graphic design, making idiot rich kid cards to insult people doing a job.
I know that running my own Kickstarter means I shouldn’t cast stones, but this thing…this THING.
Putting aside the moral implications of this foolishness, if you turned in that card design to a real, professional job paying you to design business cards, your boss would punch you in the face. Mismatched fonts, bad handling of scripts, no knowledge of color theory, dead-eyed clip art waiter…UGH.
It’s a pity Your Logo Makes Me Barf hasn’t updated in two years, because this couldn’t be more primed for the kill if it had a big ol’ bull’s eye painted on it.
Passive-Aggressive Notes: the Kickstarter
[Image: Webcam photo of Alex, looking bedraggled and offering a toast of Carolan’s irish cream.]
My foot has been bothering me for some time, ever since I pulled something or another during a truck unload at work. It’s been especially throbby the last couple weeks, enough to make me actually consider looking up a podiatrist to have it looked at, because clearly self-medicating isn’t working. Yesterday after work, I was in enough pain to consider calling in tonight, but I ended up toughing through it, bought a bandage, and went in to earn my $7.80 an hour.
Well, I was helping a customer at the jewelry counter, and when I opened one of the big, heavy drawers to look for something, I discovered it didn’t have any catches in the back to prevent the drawer from dropping straight down on my bad foot.
So I went home, cried a bunch, then bought some ice cream and Carolan’s, since my broke ass can’t afford Baileys. Happy St. Patrick’s Day.
I came down with a cold on Friday night, and it’s been an ugly one. I’ve been blowing my nose approximately every ten minutes or so, and my upper lip and philtrum are all red. The decongestant I picked up today doesn’t seem to be relieving my symptoms very much.
I’m just tired of feeling snotty.
I did buy my very first box of pseudoephedrine! Does that mean I’m a big girl now?