Written on 6/29 at 10:45 P.M.:
I need to clean my keyboard. But I am not going to clean my keyboard at 10:45 at night after working an 8 hour day. Nothing particularly dirty-making fell on the keyboard, but it is just grossing me out right now. That is what I just thought about while trying to think what to write for today.
I don't feel like writing in depth about anything really. I have a few things I could explore, but I just don't feel like hashing them out on this day. Instead, I've been riding the happy ship of Fassovoy/McBender/McFassy as if I was high. Just a'giggling and a'cackling about every .gif and pic and witty comment and not so witty yet amusing confession of lust from every person in these posts.
I like laughing in the comfort of my room, alone. Laughter is rarely triggered without the influence of another. Arguably, it is not able to be triggered at all without someone else in some form having a part in it. If you read a book alone on a deserted island and you laugh at the awkward yet oh-so-true daily goings of the main character, you are laughing because someone wrote those words knowing their power to affect others. I prefer that way of interacting more often than face to face. I find more continuous happy feelings when I read on my own.
I need to clean my keyboard. But I am not going to clean my keyboard at 10:45 at night after working an 8 hour day. Nothing particularly dirty-making fell on the keyboard, but it is just grossing me out right now. That is what I just thought about while trying to think what to write for today.
I don't feel like writing in depth about anything really. I have a few things I could explore, but I just don't feel like hashing them out on this day. Instead, I've been riding the happy ship of Fassovoy/McBender/McFassy as if I was high. Just a'giggling and a'cackling about every .gif and pic and witty comment and not so witty yet amusing confession of lust from every person in these posts.
I like laughing in the comfort of my room, alone. Laughter is rarely triggered without the influence of another. Arguably, it is not able to be triggered at all without someone else in some form having a part in it. If you read a book alone on a deserted island and you laugh at the awkward yet oh-so-true daily goings of the main character, you are laughing because someone wrote those words knowing their power to affect others. I prefer that way of interacting more often than face to face. I find more continuous happy feelings when I read on my own.
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