Wednesday, March 5

My TiVo is dead.

On an unrelated note, parts of me feel dead, too. I had to expect it since it was bound to happen, but that doesn't mean I have to like it.

I look back on the very sporadic updates that I've made over the last six months and miss feeling like I did in July and early August. Just reading them makes it worse in a way.

I miss hearing songs and spinning in my chair. I miss hurrying home. I miss looking forward to my phone beeping the "You have a text message" beep.

The songs just make me remember and spinning just makes me dizzy. Home is just empty. "No new messages received."

[edit] Lots of stuff removed here just because I changed my mind about saying them.

So I turn a little older and a little wiser tomorrow. Sure hope it helps.
7:29 PM

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