Everywhere I turn now everyone is talking about blogs and blogsters and all this nonsense. When did this **** start and why wasn't I informed? I swear, it always happens to me! I'm sitting around, perfectly comfortable and secure in my understanding of the world when all of the sudden--BAM!!--everyone is an expert in something I've never even heard of.

Is there a mailing list I need to get on? Is there a club I need to join? What the **** people?

I'm gonna be ****ed when I get older. I'm going to be the only guy on the planet that doesn't understand computers and when we're at war with them I won't be able to live by Sun Tzu's (Or was it Lao Tzu?) philosophy of war: KNOW THE ****ING ENEMY, ****HEAD!

When some Matrix/Terminator **** goes down, I won't understand any of it. I'll be on the ground weeping. "What is IRC? What is the ethernet? bittorrent? What the hell is that? Did you read about it on a blog? Hello? Hello? Is there anyone out there?"

My testicles tighten at the thought of my fate at the hands of the technology that you imbeciles are so enamored with. Perhaps my inability to grasp these concepts that seem to keep you all masturbating with violent fervor is that I see it for the poison that it is.

Or maybe I'm just a total nutjob, or proberly because i have school tomorow arghtrhy