Wednesday, 14 April 2010.

You could say I am bored.

And then again, as Onion-san has notified me, boredom is a luxury.

But in this case it's not exactly luxury; I simply don't have the energy to do anything else. I certainly should, and I still haven't done literature (send it to me, Russell!! D<) but still there is nothing but this rather listless cloud.

Isn't the Internet interesting?

Like you can just go out and read the blogs and Facebook pages (assuming you've friended each other) of acquaintances and acquaintences of acquaintances, until you're mesmerised by the very workings of people's minds-- for every insightful blogger, of course, there are probably five normal and ten mediocre ones, but when you come across someone really amazing you can tell right away.
You could almost say the Internet normalises stalking.
It's a bit of a jump in logic, to be certain, but the fact is that you go out and read blog upon blog that nobody will have ever dreamt of your coming across---and then before you know it you're cyberstalking someone, and the warning signals have never even gotten around to being raised.

Not that I have any personal experience of this, of course.

But really the Internet is fascinating.

Fascinating.

And very, very distracting.

(ooh, shiny!)

And of course like so many people I can't live without it.

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