Layers.
Saturday, May 6, 2006 12:09Thirteen hours and counting. Unpaid and working. Quotes lacking sources, thoughts lacking direction. “Tired, haggard, and hungry.” Harrassed. Babelfish-translated Spanish phrases and the inverse of everyday words and operators having enough of having too much to monitor. Or is it not that much? Thirteen hours and counting characters – I played Typer Shark yesterday morning and I couldn’t get past 89 words per minute with that crap keyboard downstairs – and words and notes and transcripts. Counting hours above all, at least everything at the top of my head, at least all that I can count right now. Someone getting disconnected, and me finding out that she reconnected and wanted to thank me for my efforts. Sweet. Thirteen hours, thirteen ghosts, and memories of static riot crumbling, growing, and fading. I don’t believe in ghosts, I believe in ghosts. I’m low on battery, I’m low on energy, and I’m playing poker later, so I’m drinking coffee. I’ll go shopping. It’s something I’ve learned to turn to: thirteen weeks ago and counting.
A message. No one’s forcing you to notice. If you can’t help noticing, that’s your problem. That’s your fault. You have a choice. Ignore it or use it. Oh, sorry, I didn’t realize your one-track mind couldn’t comprehend any sort of use for this thing. But, that’s beside the point. Again, you have a choice. When people who have settled down are afraid to accept technology, they give up their chance to opt for the new. You’re no different. When people see things in black-and-white, they’re no different than measuring weight using a stick sitting balanced on a short pole. You’re no different, and that’s what’s wrong: your narrow-mindedness won’t take you anywhere.
And I’m not in the mood. I don’t like your questions. Don’t oblige me to answer them. I’m just not in the mood. I’m not enjoying it, and I don’t have the patience right now to put up with your arguments. (Leave me alone.) But then again, it all boils down to choice. Yours is to either stop or continue. As for mine, I’ve already decided: to ignore.
