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Don't mind me, I'm just rambling

I had a rough one this afternoon. First I should tell you about the kind of person that I am. Specifically the kind of person I am with myself. I am fifty-one years old and it wasn’t until I was about fifty that I really started to try and love myself. Sometimes that still takes herculean effort.

So there I was working on a programming lesson for some class I am taking for some certification I am not really sure will get me anywhere and I was having some trouble. I could not get the end result I was supposed to get. When I peeked at the answer I couldn’t see the difference. So I deleted my code, copied the correct answer into my Visual Studio and, boom, it worked. I put back my own code and nope, errors out the ass. So I combed through it all line by line and fuck me, there it was, a missed comma.

Also there again, that little voice reminding me that I am a fuck up. So there I was again, that thirteen year old boy too weak to hold up a length of fence being screamed at by my dad.

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