You know... why do computers have to fight us so much? Can't they just do what we want them do, dammit, and make things easy on us?

Thanks for all the feedback on the novel's beginning thusfar, and please, by all means, keep it coming. I am reading it all... (and will change Empirical to Imperial, sooner or later...)

NOW PLAYING: The Wallflowers - "How Good It Can Get"
Lyrics: "Now move in / Come up close / You look like / You've maybe seen a ghost / Tell me / Has someone gotten to you baby / Now open your arms / Pick up your head / Open your eyes / So can see / What happens next / You won't believe / Just how good it can get... / We'll make a lover / Out of you yet... "