Lack of Recognition
Despite a lot, a lot of hard work, I am not being recognized professionally. Depressing.
Ruminations about interfaces...between people, between computers and people, and between my selfs. Also thoughts on time, memory, and the interweaving of the past and present.
Note: This personal blog has nothing whatsoever to do with some company whose trademark is FaceTime (note the difference in how it looks--it's a camelback punctuation service mark).
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