I'm in a weird place right now. On the verge of going home, saddled with depression and ennui, and every day I'm looking around... oooohhhh..... six billion people around the world whose lives are significantly worse and less privlidged than mine.
Why do we whine so much, us top 5% of the world? Or is it just that the little guys can't blog or broadcast their complaints to the rest of us? I should not be upset, since I have plenty to eat, plenty to drink, plenty to wear, and plenty to type.
The world moves on, but the web doesn't seem to change much anymore. Perhaps I need to take some time off from the Internet. I feel... icky about using it now-a-days.
I've been playing a lot of Anarchy Online, and boy, does it suck. But I can't stop playing it. It's free, and it's also riddled with poor design choices... You can understand my dilema. Boy, is it boring, and long winded, and difficult, and repretative, and not really much of a game, and ugly, and slow... Oy. But I think I'm gonna go play some more.