Tuesday, September 16, 2008

internet

The internet used to be my means of occupying myself. As if it was something that "had" to be done. I looked at it as a job, not an addiction. But lately, I have not been getting any satisfaction from web surfing. I look for meaning in strange things. In the internet...mostly. god, somedays I wish I could just throw the computer out the window, to land on a soft bed of newly raked and fluffed leaves so it wouldn't break. Oh, how sad am i? My house would be cleaner, my kids would get more attention, even my nails would be painted if i could just not get online. Hi, my name is jill, i am addicted to the internet. HI JILL....

maybe i'll turn over a new leaf out of the fluffy pile.

someday...