Oh yes, the LINUX Chronicles/

I bought a desktop computer yesterday. Athlon AMD 856 MHz, 1 GB RAM, 80 GB harddrive... oh yeah baby! I'm getting wet just thinking about it.

Sorry.

It's raining and I neglected to close the window.

SO. I'm multitasking. Working on my spreadsheets and photo stuffs on the laptop, and my Vector SOHO iso file happily downloading to harddrive on this bad baby.

"They were lesbians -- each and every one of them!"

(Hehe, I laugh everytime I hear that on the radio at work.)

I was talking to my mom tonight. About lesbian things! Now that the gay shtick ain't what it used to be, I think I'll go back to being unhappily straight. Just to mix it up.

I was talking to my mom about other things, too. 'Mother, tell me how to live my life so that you'll be happy.' 'Doctor, Sonya. If that's what makes you happy.'

Well, fuck then -- if it makes me happy! I never knew you supported me in my medical endeavours! I always thought you wanted me to live in abject poverty or contract HIV to prove to others that life is indeed worth living after all, even when all the cards are stacked against a person! Lose a limb?! even better. Be the example. I am so happy now. I could shoot myself over and over and be joyful.

So my calling is to do what lights myself on fire. Literally, and by literally, I mean the written word. I simply write what's on my mind, which is bound to be not much, which helps keep the writing clear and concise. No, I despise writing. Sounds signifying nothing. Well, when I do it anyway. Action is where it's at. Action is what is real. That is why I hide behind words. Transparent words. Ohhh nice. I'm naked, look!

I lose interest in a topic very fastly and with vigour, and I tend to mix metaphors, going against that Stumpy guy's suggestions. See? This one was too obtuse. Nothing is sacred.

That paragraph was a riot and a half to me, but to people who are not me, that paragraph is shit.

It's hard to must know. You know?

Oh, this was supposed to be about my sexcapades with Linux. Well, Linux baby is into experimenting, so he ran off with some Vector guy. I've gone off the deepend again. I'm getting good at a whole lot of nothing. Interesting. i can tell when I've been holding things in, because on this platform, I'm letting out all the junk, unfiltered, and it ain't pretty or even coherent. Good stuff. Virtual Therapy. it is what it is. being human.