Sunday, March 6, 2011. Shalt cease to exist thou, late revolutionary cow! Random rants in air-sick pants. Rime of the ancient coder. This was nearly a year ago and entirely impromptu. The only gaps in between were the dastardly interceptions of real work. Any obscenities and rude emotions expressed were purely momentary and probably not entirely temporary. As written down to a friend of mine.

Abonne-toi à mon blog! 1605;الك. Retape dans le champ ci-dessous la suite de chiffres et de lettres qui apparaissent dans le cadre ci-contre.

I am very fond of truth, but not at all of martyrdom. This morning I woke up and immediately glued myself to my PC. After being without access to the Internet for 1 week, I was desparate to surf the net! Like Ws said; we are so dependant on technology and when it fails we become so miserable without it. Case in point! 1 Children of Men. 3 Curse of the Golden Flower.

Elle tro cool cet fille! .