remnants
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Tuesday, January 06, 2004
I have an idea for a web technology that will make me rich, handsome and famous.
The only problem is that I'm not, never have been, and, really, despite the obvious advantage, never will be, a web programmer.
FNPFMDLN (or, if you will, Fancy Poof Medallion) has a cousin who's a web programmer. It's been about a month now where I've been waiting for her to contact this so-called "cousin" of hers in order to get this idea rolling towards the bank with the blind force of a Rockefeller. I'm beginning to doubt that she even has this cousin. She's given him a name but for all I know that name might've just been something that came to her in a dream about marshmallows and chocolate covered flagpoles.
I'm not giving up, though. I will wait until the ends of the earth for her to contact this so-called "cousin" of hers in order to get my idea rolling. No one could ever label me inactive.