i was pretty sure i'd given all of my 5 years of university back to the teachers and retained nothing that could take me further in life but just as i was about to write it all off, i realized something...

i knew html code.

at first, i couldn't figure out how and why i knew it and how i knew where to go to get more of it. its totally bizarre in a Jon-Doe-The-Series meets Long-Kiss-Goodnight sorta way. or at least i'd like to think so. and then it came back to me...

before i'd gone to uni, i was in some sort of a prep school. why and how i ended up in the middle of a small republican town in western massachusetts still escapes me and my family, but there i was in republican chick central. three main things i remember of my educational period there were 1) being taught to sit properly with legs crossed ONLY at the ankles; 2) breaking and entering; 3) and yes... html. i even remember its called hyper text something language and 3 outta 4 ain't bad.

why we were learning html at the same time i was learning how to use a word processor is also a mysterious gap that my memory is unable to fill. but yes. i did learn html. And DOS too, i think. And the difference between how Europeans and Americans eat with a fork.

So back to the present... i've been messing around with code these past weeks because i have soooo much bloody time on my hands, and trying to wrap your head around this html stuff is damn addictive man. macham playing puzzle game. You know how you dream tetris after playing it for consecutive hours just before going to bed?

ya now i dream html code.