Have I been Missing in Action?
Nah, this isn’t action. It’s still work, though.
After getting zero hours sleep for a day or two—and I mean zero, finishing all of the necessary parts of the 6502 assembler for results (semi-)professional, releasing the next version of the NES emulator, still baffled by the timing issue for that triangle sequence in the Test Cartridge…
…After finding out that Nichole Cable was already dead… watching the already-end of this country unfold as students coming out of Princeton know nothing, the history teacher a self-avowed Communist and no one cares. …Or knowing that one of the followers expect me to put up here what would probably kick me off WordPress, given pages/people being kicked off FaceBook for dissenting— even for things so little as calling White House Liar Jay Carney names…
I saw Girls for the first time. I mean, Hannah went from kind’a innocent to craaaazy. And Shosh is still a virgin? OMG! WTF! GGP! NO?
I wanted to just come here and say I’m through, done, going to delete this account, but… I mean, I would definitely do it if… there was somewhere else to speak and actually be heard. (And that’s if I’m heard here. And I thought yesterday was June 1.)
One month, dropping the ball, reading very little, after saying… that month ago that I take my reading seriously. I mean, seriously.
I try to catch up, but frickin’ WordPress won’t let me scroll any further. So I can’t know much more than what I get in the limited e-mail updates. Sorry about that— maybe do my own Carnies’ Corner so you can tell me what to read, or at least what I’ve missed? … No?
Sigh. And so, ending this next single-page chapter in this non-life, I say I give up, but like Al Pacino, “it keeps pulling me back in.” Or as with StuntedAdults, it’s an abusive relationship. An exaggeration, I know, but…
Whatever. The generation-aleph (after X, Y, Z… no— double A?) common word. “Screw you guys, I’m going home.” Followed by, “Don’t hurt me!” Followed by Shimky.
Update: typed ‘Rosh’ instead of ‘Shosh.’ Can’t do things on the spot = not a blogger.