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rubbing won't push it away...
12:14 p.m.., Tuesday, Mar. 13, 2007
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i know what you've been doing
i've been watching...
i know who you are
- what you are...
i know...
and i won't forget...
I've spent all morning doing research for an article (CLICK THE AC LINK AT LEFT PLEASE) on Internet privacy. It hasn't been published there yet, but I'm sure it will be in the next week or so. It's funny how you can learn so much about things you normally don't think about till you need something to write about. Seriously, I had NO idea.
Phew. All that research made my eyes hurt. Stupid computer screen.
I wish there were a way to wipe it all away as easily as you whip out a little bottle of spray to clean the screen.
I've got something like twenty articles published on A.C. so far. Which amounts to something like a hundred and eighty dollars I've made so far. Pretty skimpy, but it's something, and I guess it adds up. It gets my goat though, because I see myself as a much more professional quality writer. To get paid eight dollars for an article smacks my pride around pretty hard. But, whatever.
Funny too, how working hard on a computer for many hours has a way of killing the old libido. Nice word. So much nicer than all the SEXUAL innuendo and otherwise.
I wish I was in New Mexico wishing I were in Alaska, maybe sitting on a log waiting for the snow to melt and wishing I were in Tahiti. Or something.
It's all about the wishing, unless, well, unless you really actually go.
Heh.
That was a chuckle there, in case you missed it.
No, seriously, I really need to get off here and go look out the window awhile or something.