best ways to lose readership

1. write about bothersome little personal situations that affect no one
2. leave the site with no activity for weeks, then jump in with an odd sort of redesign and lots of #1

So that said, I should have roughly two of you loyal readers left. And honestly, I don’t know how much longer I can keep paying you. :/

tell me did you want to die sometimes,
tell me did you want to smile, when I cried
well you can tell me
I promise, I will not laugh
yeah you can tell me, I could care less about that

Happy Friday, and all this. It is now November, meaning that my youngest brother has boldly entered the teen age bracket (though I rather think it would have happened anyway, were he not so bold). Also that Halloween is over (commercial outlets, you may now begin advertising for Christmas), and that there are 11 days left till the Zune 2 launch.

Math this morning, 25 minutes from now. The prof’s decided to take homeworks until 4:45pm in his mailbox, giving horrible procrastinators (*cough) slightly more time to get help before slamming the colloquial gavel in their faces and deducting late points.

(math professor looks at a long string of odd exponents and fractions)
“Right, somehow this should all equal one.”

In class now, decidedly not reading engadget. This is no time for ubiquitous tech journals. This is Calculus. … Time to work on the CS lab. *fistpump

Incidentally, I hate psuedocode. Mapping is useful. UML diagrams and the like. … I suppose psuedocode is useful as well. >_>

cause tonight will be the last night that you ever see, my pretty eyes
and you can finally sleep without your telephone ringing
and you can finally be better,
better without me

I’ve posted this song before. Tis a good one. One of the interns from this summer introduced me to the group… heh. John. His name, you see. “Shut up, Gwen.” Quote. Apparently he had just been ditched by his date for the evening, with Gwen Stefani on the radio.

/me looks for camera

Anyway. I’m sure I have nothing very useful to say, aside from the above prose which could conceivably save your life at some point.

With that, enjoy your weekend.

you fell down, so get back up kid
well I did, so call me when you get this