Kinda done
For days I have been feeling guilty about not posting anything. I mean, for all the work it was getting this blahg back up, you’d think I’d be over the moon and I’m not. I’m sorry.
I would hate for this to turn into a “Mom” blahg. Not that I don’t like “Mom” blogs, it’s just that…that’s not what I want to do. And it’s got to be more than just the random daily bullshit right? I mean how many of those are out there? Who fucking cares?
I’m just kinda done with the whole computer thing. I think us humans are way too plugged in anyway. For example, right now I’m not the couch on my laptop and hubbin is in the office on the desktop. We aren’t interacting at all. We are home, the kids are asleep, it’s a lovely evening and we are staring at a computer screen. I spend part of the day online, just yaking it up with friends, but there are some people that I only talk to online. We don’t talk in person. That’s just pathetic.
I have tried very hard to stop watching movies at night. I should read more. I should walk the dog.
Twitter can suck it. I like the concept, but now it just makes me sick. Whose the funniest and most followed and who gives a shit. Although, I love that I’m following Matthew Perry and Thomas Lennon! But that little mental menage isn’t enough. Conan has the right idea with snarkin’ up Twitter. It’s inane and dumb and like I said, who cares?! I get that Twitter is essential to the Iranian revolution, but to me personally, fuck it.
