These last few calories, they take what I cannot give, and the windlicks the sweat from my skin. I do not consent, but so it is with nature.
I gasp, lost memories just transcended my mind, and I move around withmouth drinking my last breaths, attempting to recapture the epiphanyof the recent past..
I'm weirded out that standards for Javascript programming are so low. Having made a more-or-less a successful first project, where I really rushed…
I like that recently there's been a meme floating around, started by one good blog post that got a lot of airtime, of posting and then talking about…
I often find that my PRIMARY clipboard (the one associated with mouse selections in the X Window System, not to be confused with the CLIPBOARD…
