The Human Instrumentality Project

Sunday, September 05, 2004

I confess, I can't read supernatural thrillers without looking over my shoulder every ten seconds. But Dean Koontz is such a wonderful writer.

I have been so quiet for the past couple of weeks, but I'm fine. Life the same, busy as ever at work, peaceful as ever on weekends. However, even the tortoise peeks out of its shell from time to time, and at 2am this morning I had sudden nostalgia for ICQ, for the happy-frantic feeling of simultaneously talking to half a dozen people at once, sometimes till unearthly hours when the moon is well on her way to the other side of the world.

As a matter of fact, I've not touched my ICQ since I enlisted in the army one and a half years ago. Before that, even. I hear it's no longer the preferred chat medium. MSN Messenger is taking over. I have a presence there as well, courtesy of my hotmail account. But no, I don't use it either.

For a man of my stature (I'm shaped like a bamboo pole) I have surprising inertia. Of the mental kind. There is a staggering time lapse between when I decide to do something and when it gets done. That's why I'm haven't started my driving lessons, my exercise regime, haven't asked anybody out for drinks or dinner, haven't written Friendster testimonials, haven't wired up my new computer to the net, haven't tidied my junk pile/compost heap, haven't blogged until now. Oops.

By the way, here's an amusing comic strip I'd like to share.



I've also updated the quote at the top. Been neglecting that for a long time already. Sorry.


Comments:
I'm like the dad, grinning.
It isn't that I don't like summer but, Fall is my favorite season! It's unlike any other and my birthday is in October...not to mention Halloween. It's my favorite holiday: you get to dress up, eat lots of candy, and watch scarry movies. Fun, fun, fun!
 
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