the potential explosion of words that started this morning is not to be... brighthouse saw to that by cutting me off from the internet until i called, waited on hold, rebooted the modem, tried other things, was transferred to a level 3 tech, waited on hold, tried other things, and finally accepted about 60% of what i pay for because i did not want to spend any more time working for brighthouse which is better than the less than 1% i was getting earlier... meanwhile, the muses wandered off (though i was listening to and enjoying a muse live concert on the tv while wasting my time with brighthouse)... so now i am no longer as comfortably excited to be sitting here and the body wants to move and there are other things to do and the rush of energy from food and snacks is gone and, most importantly, the muses are sleeping again...
fuck brighthouse and their inferior technology...
narf...
Saturday, August 2, 2014
not to be (cuz brighthouse sucks)
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- i'll just put this here
- a bit of me time, sorta
- the tv
- am i hurting anyone by writing here?
- don't trust the stats
- was practically asleep
- porn is so stupid
- my nights with robin (part x)
- where was i? (once again)
- mayhaps i fell to sleeps
- i think i was going to write something like this
- was not here
- forever for now
- such a fun day
- was smoking for a while there
- there is child porn all over the web
- some saturday nights
- where'd i put that day off again?
- ssssssssswwwwwwwwwaaaaaaanhnnnnnnnnn
- waiting for southwest
- on the net again
- so much to do
- space nerds
- i don't want to be here anymore
- sleep later
- wide awake and losing it
- no rest for the fun-hound
- so little time for narfing around
- so sad to watch death take a life
- it's just a game
- find this one
- understanding everything
- and the roller coaster ride just keeps on rolling
- sad and a little numb
- what the fuck?
- misunderestimating
- phone management
- what i do here
- is it time to go away?
- blame it on the dog
- long day, yummy night
- nocturna
- and another softball rainout
- but what was the title?
- another softball rainout
- when youz wazn't looking
- what's imminent?
- exploding is not an option
- softball night
- there might have been fifty
- softball day
- going for the gustoi
- i need a techie
- local access only
- sleep or chocolate
- food, dog, cat, tv, ranks
- so i did some chores
- not to be (cuz brighthouse sucks)
- sex in the country
- time for sleep
- as promised, sorta
- i could be stinking
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musical distractions
If people had visible signs or meters that told something about them, what would you want it to tell you?
dumb poll (above), smart responders
all the previous poll votes were somehow erased, so, nevermind... ironically or coincidentally or whatever, the results were very close in practical numbers to the results above shown with just three votes, if you understand the mathematics behind that extrapolative reasoning... i will probably remove the poll at some point... it is a ridiculously useless feature...
SEARCH ME
the thing is, with my tendency to babble and meander and whine and allow distraction to take the lead more often than not, even in this blog that sort of meant to merge brevity with focus like some bloggers do, searching for key words does not always lead to specific information about the subject of that key word... but... here is a start at an easy way to search for key words in this blog... use the search box at the top of the blog to search for words not listed here... if ya wanna, that is... and feel free to suggest words to add to this search shortcut section... click on the words below :)
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