This goldarned internet is fouling me up.
Sometimes I reckon it's like an ethereal connection to all points around the world to all kinds of people all over. Then at other times it's soul sucking abyss draining the life from my body and the blood from my brain.
Then at other times it's just this thingamajig in the corner of the room.
Just the fact that two days with the computer turned off seems like a long time is enough of a sign to turn it off for even longer.
No more tortured prose in that case.
Hope everything works out okay for everyone and let's all hope we get down on the funky train of life and let livin it live an lovin it love life.
Sometimes I reckon it's like an ethereal connection to all points around the world to all kinds of people all over. Then at other times it's soul sucking abyss draining the life from my body and the blood from my brain.
Then at other times it's just this thingamajig in the corner of the room.
Just the fact that two days with the computer turned off seems like a long time is enough of a sign to turn it off for even longer.
No more tortured prose in that case.
Hope everything works out okay for everyone and let's all hope we get down on the funky train of life and let livin it live an lovin it love life.
And I too have the hug reflex. Luckily the few times when i've been unable to control it it seems that people have been pleasantly surprised. I think people LIKE being hugged, and want more hugs, but just don't want to admit it.
The bigger trouble is, i have a *kiss* reflex. Now THAT can cause problems.