It's still a cool song.

[zachariah]

I caught a brownie on fire today. Apparently leaving one in the microwave for too long is a bad idea. Okay, so I exaggerate a bit; it was smoking pretty heavily, but I didn't see any actual fire. You know the saying, though...

Obviously, internet is back. This is a scary thing...Renee told me something like...I eat, sleep, work, and surf the internet; everything I do is centered around making sure I can keep doing those four things. I don't think she's wrong. I can't blame how much I sleep on lack of energy as much as I do. It's not right. I know I need to do other things than compute...it's not like I'm uninterested in life, or am apathetic about improving the quality of mine. I'm just weak. A lot weaker than I ever thought I would be.

Rawr. This is not near what I could say, but...being offline for a week and a half, a lot has happened. I scarcely know where to begin, so I won't begin anywhere. This will just be some misplaced period of time I may talk about sometimes, in bits and pieces. Not right now. I need to figure out what to do about my weakness. Hey. My Weakness. Isn't that a cool Moby song? Hmm. I don't want to get into the same routine. I don't want to drown in obscurity under the weight of my own lackluster life.


This is an lj post from a little over a year ago. Other than the brownie thing, I don't think much has changed.

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Internet is good. No other form of existence is required. I am purple from lack of linkage with the web.