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[Sep. 7th, 2007|02:13 am]
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I don't know why... I'm sitting here at about 2:10 am, and I suddenly have this idea that I want to write a programming book.

"[Insert language of choice here] for Emos".

I need the preface to start with "I sit here, writing this book. Alone. Cutting myself. No-one understands me... you understand me, don't you?"

Possibly later on I can write about how "Programming is pain. It is the purifying punishment of the soul... but with [Insert language of choice here] that torment and suffering is eased, even just a little bit."

Really, the best ideas come at about 2 in the morning, when you're looking for a tutorial. :D

[User Picture]From: nanocreturns
2007-09-07 07:40 am (UTC)
Wouldn't it work wonderfully for Perl? you could ramble on about how the brevity of the syntax is true poetry, from the black depths of the developers' hearts.
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[User Picture]From: fractal_rainbow
2007-09-07 07:49 am (UTC)
That would be both awesome and hilarious.
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From: ryangannon
2007-09-07 11:00 am (UTC)
I love you
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[User Picture]From: ebel
2007-09-09 12:27 pm (UTC)
Any flaws in the language can be used as an example of how crushing and imperfect existance is.
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