This one time...

Alas, this time, my loyal reader(s?), you will be disappointed. The pithy, witty, and oftentimes profound essays on life, a) love and happiness, b) liberty, and the pursuit of happiness, or c) the universe and everything, will not be forthcoming on this occasion. Weep not, devoted reader. For I shall return, on some day not long hence*(editor's note: proper usage?). Tonight, however, I have other things. Important things. Valued and highly treasured things.** I will leave you with a short life lesson, as you are so insatiable in your (somewhat odd) desire to hear what I have to say.

If you find yourself enrolled in Computer Science II, and you are studying Java, and you happen to have a homework problem that the teacher went over in class to show everyone how to do it, and you have everything just the way the teacher had it, but it's still not working for some reason, and you have no idea, so you sit for upwards of four hours trying to figure out why it's not working, and you do everything you can think of to make it work (since obviously the teacher knows what he's talking about, after all, he does have his doctorate), and everything you try just isn't working, and you use an incredible amount of comma-splices in a single sentence. First, take a breath. That was a long sentence. Now, when you've got your breath back: do it the way you were planning on doing it in the first place. Your teacher did not give you all the information, so what you have is never going to work. When you do this, you will complete the program in fifteen minutes. MLIA?***

*Friday, probably

**Dr. Who, season 3

***My Life Is Abysmally-wasted-sometimes-on-homework-problems-that-really-shouldn't-have-taken-that-long-at-all-if-only-I'd-had-the-correct-information