written by owen

I've had another one of those crazy weeks once again. Rabid monkey crazy. I may be the first person that's ever pointed this out to you, so it might sound a little strange. Or, I might be reminding you of something you already know. In any event, it seems that, just when you thought the world was going to come to a bitter and fiery end, somebody goes and gets themselves killed by a stingray. If there is one thing that puts life into perspective its the fact that any little random, boring creature can accidentally mess you up in a way which is undesirable. Yet I feel as though a very pale english princess has died all over again - which is strange for me.

I may have mentioned before that I miss the country and the lack of undercover prostitutes but I'm not bitter at all. No, I am a man of many seasons, I'm sweet as morning dew. But yeah finally I don't have internet at my house anymore so I can go back to thinking. Instead of browsing Hi5 like a deranged monkey I can get back to RL. I think it is the endlessness of it which makes me enthusiastically devoted to it and is sapping my creativity slash brain space. It feels good to be back. Back among the living, IRL.

My internet access got disconnected because my nephew wasn't here to pay it to the place. A PLACE WHICH I KNOW NOT OF. Can you believe the embarrassment I had to endure as I went to the local mall to queue up with the common mortals to use internet. I could feel my brain cells dissipating as the lady beside me asked me why her over sized flash drive wasn't working. Hit me like a hammer to my head. Apparently she had carefully jammed it into the front USB port at a vicious angle. I did what I was there to do and got out before I was tempted to ask the receptionist for a Job. I walked around a bit. Bought a light cranberry juice at the pharmacy - its all they had. It was made in the USA and I felt bad for buying a foreign product. I also hate people that liter. I hate them with a vengeance.

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