There's a Spanish-language festival week happening down the street behind a random building next to the Spanish-language church, and it makes me super happy because the fash house is ONE HOUSE AWAY.

It makes me happy to know they will have to listen to live Spanish music, preaching, and hollering all week.

I am having a blast absolutely wasting my time programming useless crap.

I'm gonna say it's limbering up my code-learning muscles after too long as a database administrator.

Shroedinger's customers...

They're in line if you go to the booth, but they're NOT in line if you line up behind them.

Don't stand exactly 1.5 meter from the booth and stare expectantly at it unless you're in the fucking' line!

Ugh I'm a genius. At least, that's what my brain seems to think when it's 1 AM and I have a bright idea about system architecture.

Sure, just let me get out of bed and boot the machine and program until dawn, asshole. I'm sure the idea is as great as you think.