The return of the neckhead

No, it's actually just me.  And by just me, I'm referring to my readership as well.  I've eliminated all political elements on the blog, including the links.  So now we return to fun times.  And what could be more fun than Java programming?  Well actually Tina does this thing where ... oh, right.  Never mind your neck head.  I love that neck head post.  It brings a smile to my face and a rumble to my tummy every time.  Actually, today has not involved any rumblings of the tummy because my doctor put my fat ass on phentermine; Adipex-P is the name brand.  So my legs are moving a mile a minute.  But I'm calm.  Probably because I feel like I have to be because it feels like my blood pressure is up due to the medication.  This is my first day on it.  And it's definitely an effective appetite suppressant.  Like war.  War is an effective appetite suppressant because everyone who's in it can't be bothered to eat because they're scared witless by bullets and bombs and whatnot.  Ironically, part of the reason I'm on this phentermine is address a potential ADD issue.  Judging by this post I would say it appears to be creating said issue, not curing it.  But in truth, I've gotten a lot of studying done today and it's probably due in part to the sympathetic monoamines doing the carboxyl two-step in my neck head.  There it is again.  See, it's not disjointed at all.  You're disjointed, asshole.  (side-effects include aggression, btw).  No no, you're not an asshole.  Please dear reader, don't leave: it gets so lonely here in my blogspace - I promise not to be mean again.  Just stay here.  And look at me like that again and so help me God I will ... ahem.  So anyhow, paragraphs are for losers and I won't use them.  I'm beyond paragraphs and so are my hyper-intellectual readers from the future and the even more hyperer-intellectualer readers of the present.  Crap, I don't think I have anything else to say.  I'm going to publish this rambling, steaming pile of words.  {click} done.