I'd be lying if I said I didn't spend a lot of time on the computer before the surgery anyway. Imagine you've suddenly been given an endless supply of Krispy Kreams/Biltong/Holdens (one for US, SA, AU). It would be great to overdose on it all at first, but then it gets old, and you want something different. This would probably explain why I get bored very easily on the computer, but don't do anything else because there's nothing else to do. Recipe for insanity anyone?

Image from The Escapist Magazine. It perfectly illustrates my state of mind in this madness.
At least the surgery (bah, mentioned it again!) was in the winter, the summer will be great and hopefully some social reconstruction will be happening.
EDIT 2: Got a little carried away with the last edit.
Moral of the story? Spammers are bad, mmmkay?
1 comment:
Doesn't the letter recognition take care of the spammers?
I intensely dislike comment moderation :P
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