We’re watching this 90 Day Fiancee: Love in Paradise and it’s pretty wild, man. There’s this guy, Sherlon, who got laid for two days in Jamaica. Then the crazy entitled bitch got knocked up. But really you don’t know how goddamn entitled she is until she starts opening her mouth, and then for an hour each week we’re inundated by the outflow of bullshit from her mouth. It’s absolutely stunning. The sheer volume of bullshit spewing from her face is absolutely breathtaking. She’s literally gatekeeping this cute baby, Odin, from his own father because the guy doesn’t want to be with this awful entitled cracker-ass bitch. I don’t blame him! Fuck her! She’s awful! Stay strong, Sherlon. Stay strong. That bitch ain’t got nothin on you homie.

I feel aimless and wandering. This month marks six years and the longest I’ve been at one company in my entire life. Not so much a brag, but more of a necessary evil for someone bent on ladder-climbing. For a good few years I was really shooting for a goal. It was awesome, and I even wound up succeeding. I met the goal I had set for myself. Really, there were two of them, and I knocked them both out of the park. The first one, I wanted to work at one specific company that made hardware that I loved to tinker with. The second, I wanted the title of “Engineer”. So I hit those both out of the park in one swing, and I work at the company I wanted to work at as an engineer. Awesome stuff. But what do you aspire to once you’ve met a goal like that? Is it defeatist to set another goal? Is it defeatist not to? I really must be the only motherfucker around confounded by success. I really don’t know the answer to that, and I’m honestly really fucked up about it. I feel aimless. I feel like I don’t know what to do anymore. If I just “make up” another goal it’s not going to be meaningful and I might just end up making myself feel bad setting arbitrary goals and not being able to meet them. I’m just left confused, I guess, by the situation and what to do next.

Boy did I herp before I derped. All this time I could’ve been posting thumbnailed images, but I didn’t peek into the specifics of Kramdown or how to do it. Ruby seems to be a literal octopus of a language, with all these parsers and things. Ruby seems to be the new Visual Basic, reinventing spaghetti mess. At least it produces pretty results, though.

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Simple tip, excellent results, not sure why I didn’t think to experiment with it in the first place. Maybe because my initial impression of Kramdown was that it’s kinda touchy. Don’t know. In any case, I’m a fan now. I might use Kramdown more often, for more than just this blog. Who knows.