Have I mentioned that I hate computer programming? Because I hate it. The logic? (Doing my bestest Mr. Spock impression) Illogical.
Human beings were meant to be fluid. Heck, we're like 90% water, aren't we? (Only not Norman water, as we have the nastiest lake-derived, chemically altered H2-Oh-my-goodness! What's that floating in my WATER?! in the entire state).
Rivers of emotions run high and low. Our eyes cry tears made of water. And salt. And isn't salt the spice of life? Or is that love? Who knows. All I'm trying to say, is that when I can write a computer program like wallowing in a deep depression (thanks to Ms. Manson and Garbage for the lyric inspiration) then I'll be happy.
Currently (check out the song by the same title, by Keaton Simons) I am attempting to wow myself and others with my programming prowess. I am not prowly or essy. Not at all. It suck-eth. Keep me in your prayers and dreams.
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Dotty, you are always in my prayers. I love you, Sis.
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