Sunday, May 4

The cure for what ails you

AKA, the web. I don't know why, but I don't want to go to sleep. I'm tired, it's late, I've already brushed my teeth, why not go to bed? But I surf instead.

I found some annoying "my community is better than your lame community" talk over at Metafilter re: the new MetaPop. Not interested. Surf what you want to surf, people. Don't be such elitist snobs, because you're not all that and a bag of chips. I, however, am becoming a bag of chips -- I had them for breakfast and lunch today. I really should eat better.

I moved on to surf Blogger, and found their new list of recently updated blogs, which was extremely helpful in my quest to continue surfing. That page led me to this page, which was good because I was just despairing over my inability to remember any Spanish, despite eight years of study. I think I understood most of what I was reading, but who knows? It can be more fun to take liberties with translation anyway.

Maybe I'll read a little of 'Salem's Lot. Stephen King is always good when you want to fall asleep, right?