The Resurrection of His Tardiness

You.
Yes, you.
What the hell are you doing here?
..on MY blog?

Well, I'm reading it..

Oh, are you?
Well, that's the reason I haven't been able to blog anymore.
YOU are the cause.

And I want to get free, talk to me
I can feel you falling
And I wanted to be all you need
Somehow here is gone

*turns down volume*

Sorry about that.. them Goo Goo Dolls had the better of me there.

As I was saying, I can no longer really blog nowadays.. because more-often-that-not, the subjects of my blogs tend to have associations with.. it's readers.

I could go on about Operating System Concepts and Structured Computer Organization and how I worship Silberschatz and Tanenbaum, but not everyone's a computer geek. Rather, no one is.

So what? I'm in a selfish mood at the moment.. CompSci, it is.

Operating System Concepts is officially THE book for you if you think you know something about Operating Systems but not much of the details. After all, the devils lie in the details.. and this book does one awesome job at tackling 'em demons.

As for Structured Computer Organization, I haven't gotten to it as yet. But it's Tanenbaum -- idealistic and theoretical, as if it was fantasy.

Nope, I didn't hear you asking me to get a life or something to that effect. CompSci IS my life.. it's all I have.

Every time you point your finger
3 more point right back at you
I’m not sayin’ that it’s something wrong with life
’Cause that’s a sad excuse
An age old game of rat and mouse
Chasin’ us from house to house
I’m not sayin’ that is something wrong with you
Is wrong with me as well

Damn, there they go again..

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I don't think this entry is done.