It’s something to do I guess.
I think it would be nice if I was more diligent with my posts but I really don’t have much to say.
I still find my life all rather uninteresting, but that’s probably only because I’m the one living it, if you were living it then I would have more interest in it.
I finished that e-card. I wrote the code and then tested it and then fixed all the absentminded mistakes I made. With e-cards you have to use the full path name for photos and stuff; which I usually forget.
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I was reading Reality Sandwich.
It’s a Brave New World. Feel free to go on without me.
I’ll catch up later if I can muster the interest.
My problem is that: I think I’m great. Not that you would notice it at first because I think I rather kind of ordinary. I think I have the same abilities as the next guy and I think that guy has the same abilities as me, and it really doesn’t matter who I’m standing next to.
If it can be done, I think I can do it – for the most part.
A random note in my random notes for my random blog for random thoughts for
puppies for cats for for lizard for Apple pie for space cadets for rain for
sleet for the Canadian rapper, Snow…
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I have 1 million notes in my head and 1 million other notes from other
people Kept in the place where my bathing suit covers. I’m sitting on a
tiny litt...
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