Well, first I was not blogging for a bit.
Then, I was not blogging a bit with the ‘flu.
I’ve been down with the dreaded lurgy since Sunday, and just got back on the computer yesterday, for some tentative emailing. I still feel like ick, but I am now so completely bored with reading and television that I am ready to tear my hair out.
Just now I realized that I had popped the evil box on and sat down to look at the internets (as multitasking is my habit, even when unproductive), but had not chosen a program. The box is evil. The box wants you to look at the pretty lights. The box does not want you to change the channel.
So I typed away, and Keanu Reeves (ugh) was talking to some blond chick, and it was so inane, but I just ignored it, thinking it would get better or go away. And it didn’t, and just as I realized some foofy romance pop was gearing up and Keanu was heading in for the old kiss, that I had the channel-changing-and-turning-off thingy right next to me–and doggonit, I wasn’t even using it. I had the power all along and didn’t know it.
Zap! Take that Keanu. VC is back.
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Awesome. Unlike Keanu.. you really are the chosen one.
Awwwwwww, Thanks BM! That’s so sweet.
Funny thing about blogging, I had no idea how strong my aversion to Keanu was until I started to write. You blog, you learn. The truth comes shining through. You-know-who should try it… (hint: he’s bigger than a breadbox and dimmer than the bulb in one of those mini-flashlights when its battery runs out.)
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