Maus Congeniality

Over the past 6 months (or 10 years) the internet has basically become my whole world. It's not good or healthy or interesting. I am not clever or disciplined enough to use it in a good way. I don't enjoy it anymore.

But for someone who's as lazy and socially crippled as I can be, it sure is *easy*.

It's getting in the way of reality.

It's not helping anything about my world or the person I want to be.

I'm bored of computers.

I'm bored of the intergalactic superhighway and all its self-satisfied wink-wink dialects and competitive mainstream nerdiness and jokes I don't get and sub-friendships.

It's for a lot of people, but it's not for me. I don't know how to use it. I don't feel healthy for it. I feel psychologically and physically and socially like it's eating away at me, blunting and dimming everything. It's keeping me away from the things I really love about life. It's not for me and I want to go home now.

I'm cutting back.

You know where to find me, but I'll only be on the email once a day now.

It's a young man's game, and I'm neither.

Thanks. Good night.