rejectomorph (flying_blind) wrote,
rejectomorph
flying_blind

Stuff!

Ah, another night frittered away on teh Intraweb. That's the problem with these cool nights. Sluggo can run for hours on end without crashing, and I sit here shivering, my fingers growing numb, as I immerse myself in the endless wrack of web sites washing up on the monitor. It's a crazy old hoarder's attic, is what it is! It's virtual piles of stuff stacked to a virtual ceiling, cramming every corner of an ever expanding virtual space, trash mixed indiscriminately with treasure--- just one huge, chaotic, perhaps even chthonic, collection of cultural detritus, and all of it threatening to topple down on my brain at any moment! I'm going mad! Mad, I tell you!

Yes, I think I'd better go outside for some darkness, before it gets chased away by the sunrise.
Subscribe

  • Reset Thirty-Four, Day Nine

    It was autumn all day Thursday, but didn't feel much like it. I slept through most of it, of course, but even late afternoon when I woke up was still…

  • Reset Thirty-Four, Day Eight

    So I forgot Wednesday was Wednesday, and also slept the middle out of it, but I did get a donut for breakfast about five o'clock in the evening, and…

  • Reset Thirty-Four, Day Seven

    The small heat wave that picked up on Tuesday and will peak Thursday and Friday will be making today an uncomfortable time to do much of anything,…

  • Post a new comment

    Error

    default userpic

    Your reply will be screened

    Your IP address will be recorded 

    When you submit the form an invisible reCAPTCHA check will be performed.
    You must follow the Privacy Policy and Google Terms of use.
  • 0 comments