Posted by Gravecat at 1:07 pm under Braindump,Programming. Comments (2)
Sometimes I wish it was possible to insert images into compiled C code, in a way that’d make them pop up on the screen — 90s hacker movie style — when anyone tried to tamper with my precious creation.
Mostly, I wish this was possible because then I’d have this pop up inside a large, angry, hazard-line box.

Oh, c’mon. You know that’d be awesome.
Thoughts on the past indeterminate period of time:
I look worse than I feel, but that’s not saying much, I look pretty dreadful. Food didn’t stay down, but that’s okay because it was terrible anyway. Started smoking again, missed my sweet, sweet cancer-sticks. Reality is about as interesting as it can be, which is to say, not at all. Been having extremely vivid and more-bizarre-than-usual dreams lately, which I’m sure is a sign of something, but I’m not sure what. Google’s latest foray into mimicry vexes me only mildly. A brief addiction to Pepsi Max has been quashed by apathy. I don’t miss people, per se, but there are some folks who I feel like I should talk to more often. I’m so used to lies, that sometimes I forget how to tell the truth. I think everything would be better if I could just learn to chill out and not be angry at things. I had one other thing to say, but deleted it because it sounded stupid. I think the problem with the world is that I don’t feel like I belong here. On a brighter note, my debt’s going down pretty steadily, albeit slowly. End of line.
Posted by Gravecat at 5:24 am under Braindump,Mini-posts. Comment?
Things I admire: Mechanical engineers, astronauts, Stephen Hawking, monocles, leaf-cutter ants, medieval alchemists, and cats for their aloofness.
And sometimes I feel like just dropping the faux-eloquence, poring over a thesaurus in order to seem like some kind of intellectual and just being all like,
hey,
it’s not really like this,
I’m just this guy who smokes too much and wishes he wasn’t so shy at parties.
Posted by Gravecat at 1:05 am under Braindump,Mini-posts,Rambling. Comments (1)
After all the stress and adversity of life as of late, the bleak nights and the stark mornings, nothing raises the spirits quite as much as making french toast at 1am.
Here’s to the good times.
:)
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