I remember sitting at a computer and writing unintelligible bullcrap (also called code) for 9 hours a day. The whole process (called programming) was too monotonous for my wandering mind. I was well on my way to becoming a redundant IC on the motherboard of computer. That is when you came into my life. I looked forward to parking my thoughts on you. My mind farted on you all the undigested thoughts it had ruminated on. You took it all silently.
I have good news. I am back.
Whether you like it or not, my mind will continue to fart on you.
Tuesday, May 13, 2008
Posted by Jason at 9:50 PM