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  • Wednesday, January 11, 2006

    meet mario, the internet is his crack...

    One thing you may not know about me is that I was (well still am) addicted to the internet. When I was in my teens I would spend hours on the internet every night looking up who knows what. That's how I've gathered my vast knowledge of pretty much everything (pointless). Well that and the great shows that VH1 used to have running in the middle of night. Once I learned everything in the entire world I used the internet less and less. Then came something that got me back into the world wide web.

    blogs.

    Oh blogs, I was transfixed with them. I loved the idea of anyone posting anything, about anything at any time. Everything from music, to politics, to photoblogs. You had a blog I probably read it. It was my favorite thing to do every morning. I would wake up, make some coffee and spent a good 1-2 hours going through my blog list. It started at one or two a day and then quickly grew as I would scroll down the side, of whatevs, stereogum, and 1115.org. It got really bad a few months ago when I would just end up going to too many blogs at once. I would go to ones that I knew hadn't been updated yet and would just scroll through the archives. I don't know what was wrong with me. All the while I would be late to work, not doing anything productive like homework, hygiene, and pretty much everything else in life.

    The point to all this rambling is that I have lost the computer in my house and now I don't have an active internet connection at home. It was hard the first day yes, but I'm getting a little used to it. I get cravings every once and while yes but overall I'm doing ok. I actually have been doing things like reading and eating breakfast. In fact I'm more than half way done with a David Sedaris book and it hasn't even been a week! So wish me luck, and if you find me in a ditch shivering, muttering "so...best.." just leave me be.

    fin.

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