On being lethally addicted to my computer.

Jan 24, 2007 17:47

Usually, weather permitting, i arrive home, a bit out of breath from the last mile or so to my house, and take off my coat, my jacket, my gloves, my long sleeve shirt, and my shoes (its winter).
Click.
My computer comes on, ITunes starts, usually on shuffle, and i begin to burn yet another movie. I have figured out how to decrypt a movie, which means rentals now mean ownership.
Its funny that with a musical library of over 1500 songs, the same 15 songs seem to play on repeat, the same 15 I heard one too many times last week. I have realized that a great deal of the music i own, i dont really like, i just added with the intent of being able to say i own every song from said artist.
Browsing through Amazon, Ebay, Wikipedia, Borders, Albino Blacksheep, and a few other sites takes less time than writing their addresses down.

In the few weeks i have owned this computer, i havent taken the time to figure out how to get rid of the large white blank space next to this text box, its easily big enough to fit another one of these in there. Im thinking that if i try hard enough, i may be able to write two entries at a time, say twice as many useless things, and spend twice as much time staring into a giant screen, instead of actually staring at a tree, or a bush, or a rabbit. Actually, i dont know if there are any rabbits around my apartment, but there are squirrels, tons of cats, and on one occasion, i have seen an opossum. It looked at me, said something very offensive, and then walked away.

I need to sit down, learn everything my computer can do, spend more time MAKING my computer do those things, then take a long break from anything computer related.
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