Thoughts arrive like butterflies
Woe is me
My dad decided in all his wisdom to get rid of the
internet. Depriving me of the internet is like depriving
the world of sunlight. Nothing happens, it just withers and
eventually dies. Except perhaps the earth wouldn't moan so
So here I am at my grans with a 98 slow as hell computer--
but at least I have the net, right? Well...yeah but I have
no websites to visit. I have to go thru google and find
them all. On my 'puter I have the links in 'my favourites'
but here I have nothing.
I guess I shouldn't complain, I have the internet and
messenger, and a bag of chips from the chinese shop.
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