Refusal to acclimate

I'll never give in to facebook, myspace, twitter, tweeting or even a god damned cell phone. How boring would that be anyhow.....

10am. Counting giraffes
10:15 Paced the house
11am Had a deep and meaningful conversation with the Russian dog about space travel and worm holes.
11:30 Forgot I'd been counting the giraffes, started over.
12pm Thought about napping
1pm - Took personal offense to the amount of weed invasion in my backyard.
1:15 Wondered how cool it would be to ride a zebra.
1:30 Began a children's book about riding a zebra.
2pm Remembered the nap notion but was still busy holding disdain for those weeds.
3pm - Have decided that cigarettes burn far too quickly, and add them to my list of things to squint at hatefully.
4pm - Made note that I've done nothing but consider my chores and realize they have to be done before Mr. Morgan comes home.
4:15 - Chores done, my house is a sparkle fest!
5pm - Thought about weird shit like if my shrimp was cooked proper of if I need to make preparations for botulism. Bucket - check, lots of toilet paper - check. Telephone charged with 911 on speed dial and in a holster riding on my hip - check check.
6pm Still thinking about that zebra.

ETC! Lol I mean seriously, is that what those sites are all about? Some could say they are as usual and mundane as blogging... but I'd like to think my shit has a bit more flare and flavor. I think my time is better spent taking my spanish lessons rather than setting up a daily pattern of my life for stalkers to study.

- DM