After you do a marathon of coding for the last few day of your Programming Concepts class, you feel a sense of having that job well done.
Then you wake up the next day and discover that you’re out of coffee. Oh, there’s a big humungous (sp) can of the de-fanged stuff, but that won’t do you any good. So, you get all of the tasks done that you planned to do the next day, before you go to the grocery store to restock. But you can’t figure out why you feel like dog-meat—like there’s a vise-grip attached to the base of your skull. Then you remember: you haven’t had your fix.
That’s my excuse for not blogging today. Fellow junkies can relate. See you tomorrow. Really. I’ve been to the crack house grocery store.
