Unfold for snark.
I have decided that I will not blog today, so this should in no way be taken as an actual blog post. It has been recently pointed out to me that I am spending too much time on the internets — both in a funny, tongue-in-cheek way (Blog you later? Nice.) and in more irritatingly and passive-aggressively overbearing ways. So I will not be spending my free afternoon blogging. I will spend it trying to build my sleep reserves back up. That’s probably another reason why I shouldn’t write anything — journaling under sleep-deprived conditions should definitely be a no-no. If there is a Ten Commandments of Blogging somewhere, that should probably be one of the thou-shalt-nots. While everyone is still hard at work, then, I shall not be surfing the web, sifting through all the megabytes of political, sociological, satirical, and nonsensical information in order to extract that tiny bit of inspiration necessary to put finger to keyboard and bang out a random thought-of-the-day personal dear diary load of linguistic tripe. I will be sleeping — a more productive exercise, really — and dreaming dreams that smell of cafeteria food and generic professional-grade disinfectant. What a lovely day. I am not a slave to the internet, by God. I refuse to be seduced by its free-flow of information, melting-pot of unique opinions, and open access to pornographic images and videos. I report to a higher master.
Then again, if I was to browse around a little bit, you would not have any way of knowing, now would you?
It is impossible to go through life without trust: that is to be imprisoned in the worst cell of all, oneself.
~Graham Greene
inalienable (from Wiktionary)
- Incapable of being alienated, surrendered, or transferred to another; not alienable; as, in inalienable birthright.