| Apr 22,1997 | |||||||||||||||
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|   | Technical Crap |
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10:22 pm
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|   | I am a robot |
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And, if I don't act all personable I get this big guilt trip. Right now I'm being very cold and robot like, and it's because I've had about enough of people for today and I need to be alone in my room with my thoughts. I guess one of the reasons I like Internet style communications so much is that they allow me to have contact with humans, and still be alone in my room, and able to close off windows if I feel the need for stillness. Anyway, Ed's moving down to San Jose tomorrow, and so this is probably the last time we'll hang out for a while. But I'm still sitting in my room and not paying any attention. Even though he's my closest friend right now. Why am I so distanced? Hmm. Well, it might have something to do with past experiences with people who you love a lot who kind of just leave one day without warning, without saying goodbye, and you find a note the next day that says they aren't ever coming back. Maybe that could be part of it. | |
|   | Rah. |
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(FOUR BAGS of FISH??) |
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