Last Saturday, I went home past 9p.m. I had coffee at Bo's SM with a very very close friend, someone that I grew up with. She is leaving for Canada today, taking the 11:00a.m. flight, to be with her girl. I am so happy and excited for Jean and Ilana. But oddly, I was depressed somehow. Depressed for myself. All my friends are going somewhere. All my friends are going to be strangers. Hahahaha.
And so I ended up redecorating, redesigning and refurnishing my blog. Three days later, I am still at it. In fairness to the technology, it somehow killed the depressing thoughts that plagued my beautiful mind. Hihihi. It temporarily annihilated the energies that are usually reserved for ceaseless whinings.
Yesterday, Monday, I spent 9a.m. until past 8a.m. facing the computer monitor, going through the motions of balancing the gazillion figures in the excel spreadsheets, navigating the keyboard as if it were some perfect guy's body. I took a taxi cab instead of the jeep because I had a valid excuse - I was tired and I deserved a comfortable ride. Arrived safely, had dinner but instead of killing the rest of the time by sleeping, there I was again with my computer-related whatnots. When I did finally dose off and woke up seven hours later, I discovered that I failed to turn off my computer, and my screen was oh so filled with YM messages. Then I checked the Yahoo! main page only to be confronted with this devastating news (if this would actually qualify as news, if devastating is really the perfect adjective for this piece of information):
It’s the relationship you spend more time on than any other. It has deepened even during the past few years. When things go wrong, you become enraged and tearful and attack inanimate objects—but you’re willing to spend hours making things right. Obviously, we’re talking about your relationship with your personal computer. Consider this: In a survey earlier this year, 64 percent of Americans say they spend more time with their computer than with their significant other. Meanwhile, 84 percent said they were more dependent on their computer than they were three years ago.
This world is really becoming crazy. And I am becoming crazy. I am already very crazy.
Oh well. I have nice online friends anyhow. And besides, people don't acquire any of those sexually transmitted diseases by engaging in cyber porn, right? Even if our eyes are already very bloodshot because we are feasting on many tops and damn too many bottoms. Ahihihihi.
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