I lie here beside her
And try not to rise her
my eyes upon her beauty gaze
The soft skin caresses
the little lips kisses
oh where they are now
The bed became empty
my head was real cranky
my christina, oh where did you go
Yet tomorrow I’ll see her
you know I’ll squeeze her
My little Tina girl
We grew up on Nintendo and IBMs. Us downtrodden nerds; desperate to gain access to the all-encompassing knowledge contained within our sharply-cornered machines. We married ourselves to progress and the search for pure knowledge. We devoured our subjects in everything we did. Our drawings were of robots, our fingers were torn up by the keyboard or the controller punched hours on end, our books were on BASH shell and HTML, not philosophy. We lost years of our lives, oftentimes our entire youths to this purpose. Many of our brothers, doubtlessly, still toil onward with this task unknown to us. Some of us learned to pretend we didn’t care enough to learn the rules of social conduct, but underneath we’re still the same. We found women who love us and maybe took a few years to travel but you don’t leave your life’s calling behind to rot and waste: you adapt it to your life, your family, your desires, but benefit from the time invested already.
Like a master craftsmen, you learn to bend your tools to your needs rather than bend to them.
You were an angel born alive
Even in the darkness, I could see your glow
Renewed, I stood once more
at least for a little while
2012 goals:
Restart and finish the railstutorial after setting up a proper linux machine to do so with.
Finish the Definitive Javascript, Well-Grounded Rubyist and Eloquent Ruby books.
Start Alpha for RecipeBox
Short-term goals:
Learn PHP
Make a wordpress site about building wordpress sites
terse
I wish I could express what I really want to say. Meld my mind into yours until we fall into decay.
verbose
Each word and phrase carefully chosen. To false sayings I do not want you to be beholden.
dream
To hear your mind, completely unfettered. I wish to hear your every letter.
nightmare
Tell me the things that cause you fright. To comfort you and make it nice.
明日会える
しばらくらしい
どきどきよ
Girl of my dreams, your absence makes me ponder
what life was like before I knew you
what kept me going when I had nothing
Surely it was good
I learned a lot and met a lot of people
but once you taste the waters
the cool pure texture on your tongue
how can you go back
to the way things used to be
I want you to be with me
whenever we possibly can
I know I’m ridiculous
we aren’t nearly married yet, are we?
I can’t help but feel like a part of me went with you
the part that keeps me sane
