Divination?

Seeing as someone needs to put an end to Av's flaming habit of posting links and commenting on them, I'm posting.

About what? Well, come on, I hadn't gotten that far. The thought came something a little like this: Damn, she is going to do it again!. You'd better do something, Rali, because if you don't - you will be sitting there reading yet another link and comtemplating the sanity of your poor dear friend. No one need end up like that. So, do something about it!.

And so, I did.

But what I'm doing about it is well, not quite as organized or thought out as it ought to have been. No great moral tales or heart-wrenching epitaths or analysis of something really relevant. In fact, this is actually probably significantly more pointless than Av's silly link posts. But hey, that's what comes of listening to this ol' mind, doesn't it?

Nonesense. That's what I'm full of. Nonesense, silliness. The capacity to come up with things like Romans taking over London, the world, and the universe through commerce, through capitalism. Phrases like "butt awesome" and "squeebly". Images that cause dreams of sitting on my computer and talking on the internet - which I realize is completely, utterly pointless. Ideas like microwaves that freeze and cars that run on magnets and a room full of butterflies in some two-room apartment in Virginia, because it'd be aweseom. Butt awesome.

And really, when the mind spawns things like that - it should probably be ignored. Yet, here I am. Not ignoring it. Tip-tap-typing it all out for you poor lowly readers to actually catch a glimpse of it in something sort of like real-time.

Hmm. Maybe I should just apologize for that.

Then, again, maybe I won't.

Either way, it is what it is. And it's the best I can do to foil her.

-RK