Programming on the Toilet

A life lesson that everyone should take care to learn.

Eat. Sleep. Code.

It’s 5PM. I’ve been working on the same code for hours, grinding out an implementation one line at a time. It’s been a torturous process. Some days, code just naturally flows from my brain to my fingertips. This is not one of those days.

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Haiku: Death of Spring

The weather has been absolutely horrid as of late. Though I’m not usually one to complain that much about it,  there must be a limit to how long winter will last – the end of March and it’s still snowing?! Seeing fat snowflakes once again litter the ground, I’ve decided to write a haiku in honor of Spring whom is dead or on vacation somewhere else.

Icy petals fall,

A bleached white landscape of ice,

A winterous Spring.