Pressure

I change my text message notifications all the time.  Currently, it rings the main riff from the Violent Femmes' song: 'Blister in the Sun'.

It makes a person hate a song they truly love when some jerk-off blows the phone up with texts and/or calls every  two seconds.  I hate grabbing pants in anger when nothing will work but answering only to hear high pitched lectures.

Even when "Big Hands ... I know you're the one."

Oh, Piss off!

I'm trying to focus here.  In the bathroom.

*ting*

I hate you for ruining that song for me.

VIOLENT FEMMES - BLISTER IN THE SUN from PILAR MEJIA on Vimeo.

Somewhere Anywhere Now What?

I must lay it all out for myself.  It isn't easy waking up with my face planted on my keyboard.  Worse yet, the only reason I woke up was because my arm was asleep.  Do Tell, Right?  This phenomenon would be just fine were I in college (ie not my age)..

I left the networked world because I was playing Diablo.  Glory Days long gone hassled me into snatching up a copy and quickly spending more than a night playing...

Sad thing is..

I have only ever played Diablo.  I'm not a PC gamer.  I just decided to have my own gameboy last year.  So not a gamer.

But Heavens to Betsy I've been online.

I also realized that in two months I've played more Diablo than I watched television for the past six months.

I just discovered a new subspecies of Nerd.

oooooooooooo