then again, what isn't?
this afternoon was brought to you by the makers of the game ICO, which lacked a save feature (as far as we could tell). of course, i'll blame that and the interlaced graphics on my friend's inability to protect and keep clean various game systems. also, smoking loon and yellow tail co-sponsored my generic descent into the realm of the "unemployed wino" role. there's something classy about buying (1) light bulb and a bottle of mer-lot at the publix, while reeking of wine to begin with. however, the evening was not a disaster. my friend managed to cook some nice veggie burgers. they sure hit the spot.
upon coming home, i found myself taking a nap. the nap lasted several hours, so i'm not sure if this means i actually slept for the evening or not. in any case, it sobered me up. the solution is to hit up majestic, have myself some grilled cheese and coffee. i think i'll write some, given i finished bukowski's "post office" the other day.
i turned on my computer, stared at the pitiful excuse for a linkedList module, and decided c++ is a disgusting, broken language. fuck you, bjarne. i then turned off my computer.
in fact, i don't think i'm going to go back to sleep. i think i'm going to invert my sleep schedule once again. those gentlefolk at the southern norfolk won't know the difference for my 8:30 am interview, and fuck if i'm getting up at 6 am for anything.
this afternoon was brought to you by the makers of the game ICO, which lacked a save feature (as far as we could tell). of course, i'll blame that and the interlaced graphics on my friend's inability to protect and keep clean various game systems. also, smoking loon and yellow tail co-sponsored my generic descent into the realm of the "unemployed wino" role. there's something classy about buying (1) light bulb and a bottle of mer-lot at the publix, while reeking of wine to begin with. however, the evening was not a disaster. my friend managed to cook some nice veggie burgers. they sure hit the spot.
upon coming home, i found myself taking a nap. the nap lasted several hours, so i'm not sure if this means i actually slept for the evening or not. in any case, it sobered me up. the solution is to hit up majestic, have myself some grilled cheese and coffee. i think i'll write some, given i finished bukowski's "post office" the other day.
i turned on my computer, stared at the pitiful excuse for a linkedList module, and decided c++ is a disgusting, broken language. fuck you, bjarne. i then turned off my computer.
in fact, i don't think i'm going to go back to sleep. i think i'm going to invert my sleep schedule once again. those gentlefolk at the southern norfolk won't know the difference for my 8:30 am interview, and fuck if i'm getting up at 6 am for anything.