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For some strange reason, I have been thinking of the internet lately. I have been contemplating the purpose of the internet . . . and though there are many ways in which it connects people together, there are also many ways in which it makes human interactions increasingly impersonal. It is as if the world is transitioning into a technical matrix that allows everything to be engaged with through some sort of machinery. It is strange . . . sometimes I think that humans are losing the ability to maintain vis a vis relationships . . . the personal intimacy between flesh and flesh and eye to eye is becoming less and less sought after or engaged in. And what is the purpose of the internet aside from connection? Information. There is so much information to be sought after through the internet. At times it overwhelms me. I go through fazes when I really enjoy the internet and when I despise it. It offers so much, yet so little. I have recently been withdrawn from it because I find myself so consumed with the "real" world . . . with all of the things going on in my life.

Tonight I will prepare dinner. It always happens that dinner is prepared in turns (especially the turn of the restaurants). I will be starting off with an entree of bruschetta that is lightly seasoned in a vinagrette, followed by a spicy spaghetti crowned with fresh crumbled ricotta and basil leaves. If we still have an appetite, we'll have triple fudge ice cream.