Bouncing along as the signals flare, across the day at the monitor's stare. On the road, writing lines of code here, there, anywhere and everywhere. No destination location, just a fixation on remote transactions and communications.
In the building of books and lending magazines, the surface suffices a poor device. Tasks to take breaking apart with the long wait and hate. Such hate irate and pause with the stalling cause.
Port 21, and even 22, where the passage ferries many through blue. Not here. Not where the books own the entire room.
Solution then to find an open hop; to bounce upon the spot. Boingo where the McDonald's goes. Catch a break with code to make. Offer low on the first, second and third. Not as low as fried chicken, cutting out and flying away minutes in the lonely desolte car park.
And see how this goes.
Wednesday, 27 February 2008
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