"Saki (December 18, 1870 – November 14, 1916) was the pen name of British author Hector Hugh Munro, whose witty and sometimes macabre stories satirised Edwardian society and culture."- Wikipedia
Why I should be concentrating on this gentleman's delightful accounts of mischievous shenanigans of free-spirited protagonists when Coulouris's and Shivratri's vacuous harangues on Distributed Systems should be ardently craved in light of an impending test is a question that winks at the ruinous corollaries of the vagaries of human nature.
Even more so, it should explain my jittery state of affairs and debilitated stomach hours before any examination.
But each such nervous breakdown is preceded by an intense feeling of unrestrained ecstasy; I can't imagine giving up these guilty pleasures!
Monday, February 26, 2007
Sunday, February 25, 2007
An Ode to Dropdown Lists
Just so you know, I despise you.
Your pathetically ugly face is enough to invoke disgust from the deepest corners of any heart.
Your sickening demeanor can dissipate all notions I might have of my being a compassionate human being.
My heart revels in fantasies of gory revenge but there has been devised no retribution enough to satiate me.
Your words are poison, your presence infects me like a noxious breath that slowly fills my lungs and spreads through my blood enticing me to end your wicked life.
To do so would invoke exults from a million souls.
Your pathetically ugly face is enough to invoke disgust from the deepest corners of any heart.
Your sickening demeanor can dissipate all notions I might have of my being a compassionate human being.
My heart revels in fantasies of gory revenge but there has been devised no retribution enough to satiate me.
Your words are poison, your presence infects me like a noxious breath that slowly fills my lungs and spreads through my blood enticing me to end your wicked life.
To do so would invoke exults from a million souls.
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