The thoughts of an odd duck who sits alone in a night cafe, with a stylo in his right, a journal in his left, a valise under his chaise, a tasse on the table, and plenty of time to pass.
My laptop has been calling in sick for the past 3 days. Being stubborn and unprogressive, I almost fired it (literally) until I found out that it has been infected with a deadly virus. My poor sick computer.
You know what sucks the most? I can't access the internet. Oh the horror. Now I am forced to use the Catabas family computer, which whispers like a cricket and sprints like a sloth. Greattt... no IM for the next few days. Oh...the...painful...horror.
So I probably won't be around the online scene much. Over the course of the next few days, my mission is to seek, intercept, and destroy all obstructions without foreign intervention (like PC specialists who charge ridiculous prices for "minor" adjustments). Yesiree... it's war now. This son-of-a-bitch virus is goin down! Yea! YOU ARE GOIN DOWN SUCKA!
So anyway, what's new with you?