Screw this information superhighway thing! I don't need your carpel tunnel inducing keyboard and your retina searing LCD screen to instantly put my loony ideas and raving mad thoughts to a limitless audience. All's I need to get my thoughts out are good old fashioned pen and paper!
I'm gonna get published! GOODBYE MR. INTERNET!
Crap. The dog just finished eating the last pieces of my spiral-bound, and Rick the book-man keeps telling me to stop calling or he's going to hit me upside the cranium with an aluminum baseball bat.
Uh...
Forget what I said, Senor World Wide Web! I was just kidding!
Please let me back into your warm, sweet embrace. I shiver without you. I yearn to rest my head your soft, ample bosom!
PLEASE!
please?
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