another goddamn headache
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-eight years and a million words
Tokyo, 2007.10.22
If you've got migraines, I feel bad for you, son.
I got many kinds of trouble, they're #1.
(all apologies)
twenty-eight years and a million words
If you've got migraines, I feel bad for you, son.
I got many kinds of trouble, they're #1.
(all apologies)
I think a more appropriate first exercise for a burgeoning programmer in training would be:
system.out.println ("Goodbye World");
—-brrd