Computer Land

How weird. It's as if not being on the computer very often anymore has made me lose my interest for it. When I do get on the internet anymore, I can't think of barely anywhere to go. I check my email addresses, I check my livejournals, and then... that's it. Where else is there to go? Being away from it has made it all just... boring. In a way I'm pleased, because hopefully that means that I'm weaning myself off of it, but it's also kind of sad because I don't want to just not have anything to say, I don't want to just lose touch with cool people. But I don't want to come back. I wish I could just get on for five minutes every couple days, and for those five minutes, fountains of golden words and the funniest shit ever and blah blah would explode from my fingers into computer land, and then I wouldn't have to give all of that another thought the rest of the time.

It's the monkey with it's hand caught in the cookie jar. It has to let go of the cookie to free its hand from the jar. I can't be an internet personality (which ok, I admit it, that's what I've been working on in other journals, however half-hearted the attempts have been) and have a fulfilling outside life too. I've got to choose: do I want to stay trapped in this jar forever just so I can hold on to some lousy cookie that I can't even enjoy anyway, or do I need to let go of the cookie and get my hand out of that fucking jar, and be free to go off and find something far more satisfying to eat?

I'm letting go of the god damn cookie.