Just another day really, touch typing this on one tab, pushing Gmail chat on another, reading a graphic novel on the third and looking at Charlotte's Flickr on the final tab. It has become a kind of drug, one that requires pushing my multitasking to new heights. Chat with three friends, read the NY Times, watch a movie, brain flickering and flooded. At some point it will become relevant, like the ability to build crude shelter, but when? I await my zenith with glee and no small amount of anticipation. It is my time to SHINE.
Instead I am in orbit, saluting other satellites as they pass with wordy, often misspelled and abbreviated salutations. At the whim of the great Magnet.
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