SolCaronte's Sunny Boat

Another day, another wonderful chance for things to violently explode on my face. Today I valiantly fought against my browser because it refused to load the new css changes on my website, making me think that, perhaps, I was writting it wrong somehow — completely preposterous. Aside from that, I decided to not be a subhuman monster and began using emacsclient with the daemon running in the background. Not that it'll matter much, because I'm a vim user, HAHHAHAHA HAHHHAHAHHAHHA AAAAAAAHAHAHHAA AAAAAAAAAAAAHA HAHAHAHAH.

Another day of work, another day getting coin by breaking my back hunching over a laptop. Truly, there is nothing more despicable than the mafia-like disputes of street vendors and their bosses arguing about missing certificates and delayed payments. Sometimes I wonder if it's only a matter of time until the hotdog vendors stage a murder on the head of the foreign sandwich vendors that recently arrived in the region. Only God knows for sure...