I'd given up pondering the meaning of life and settled for the meaning of code.
It seemed mathematically simpler.
It's 3:30.
I was incorrect.
Sunday, September 12, 2004
Senseless witticism
It's three AM, and I'm still at work.
I'd given up pondering the meaning of life and settled for the meaning of code.
It seemed mathematically simpler.
It's 3:30.
I was incorrect.
I'd given up pondering the meaning of life and settled for the meaning of code.
It seemed mathematically simpler.
It's 3:30.
I was incorrect.
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