Yeah so took a slight break. Nothing too bad about that. It’s not that I’ve had writers block or got swamped by the daily pressures of life. It's simple. There’s a sickness I’ve had since childhood that no matter how hard I’ve tried to persevere against it, it knocks me down every time I try and takes over for the next month or so - sometimes longer.
That sickness is Laziness. Laziness is not apt enough to describe the depth of my inability to pick myself up and do something, but I’m too lazy to look up a better one, so sue me (don't I'm almost broke as it is). Every time I sat in front of the computer to write, a voice whispered suggestively, “Don’t write today, you’ll die” Whether suggestively was used within context or not is moot at this point. But What was I supposed to do in the face of death? Denying that I have a death phobia wouldn’t achieve anything so I had no choice but to give in to the lures of doing nothing.
A PC news site reviewed a new Motorola smart phone (don’t care about the model, Motorola phones are simply inferior to anything else, I’d rather go phoneless than get a Moto) that would be offered by Verizon. At $79.99 you get the phone and 1000 free minutes (don’t quote me on that) plus unlimited data.
Unlimited Data…
For 80 bucks I’d get a measly 384Kb/s connection with a 3gig cap. That fucking pisses me off so fucking much that I fucking write, say and think fuck more times than usual. Most of the time followed closely with assholes.
Anyway, I use my Samsung to connect my PC to the net when I’m at home and have to do something mission critical on the net like sending out and email or something.
But I digress. Dogs do not bite people, do they? No they don’t especially canines with the largest capacity for noise. A kick in the stomach is enough to make them yelp uncontrollably –
Sorry about digressing again. I’m suffering a slow death here so please bear with me. I’m not condoning the kicking of dogs, that’s animal cruelty. Chicken tastes good but there’s no need to torture it before its neck’s cut off is there?
Dammit! I’m deviating from the point again. What was the point again? Oh yeah, tasty chicken. Don’t buy chicken at a fast food joint. You never know whether the handler of the chicken washed his hands after using the loo. Just read Robin Cook’s Toxin to find out what happens when you digest tainted food.
I didn’t finish the book by the way. Too overlong and dragged out for my taste. The girl digested some cow shit but that’s beside the point.
Which was what again?