ramblings

No amount of pleading that the web we have spun and then promptly stuck ourselves in is not "real-life" can save us. The nerds and geeks and scientists are having their revenge on the jocular, and taking as much of the rest of the population as they can with them. Anything you type is neither your property nor secure from the eyes of the diabolical who choose to view it and perhaps use it to plot your disgrace and downfall. I believe a certain junkie by the name of K.D. Cobain once said it best: "Just because you're paranoid/ Don't mean they're not after you". The double negative can still be put to use heightening pessimism in this language, so quit your grammatical goose-stepping. I am a fly in a web. Or maybe a wasp? Where is my sting? That hyper-active, self-important four-eyed (thus bespectacled?) robot arachnid is closing in and I am in dire need of repellent.