theburling

I have been all but disconnected from the digital world for well over four months now.  Computer has been sitting idly on the floor since the end of May due to the display slowly degenerating over the last few months of school and then finally succumbing to itself.  Finals were evidently hard on Computer.  Now that it's back I'm hypnotized by all the lovely little buttons and images on my screen, and even filled in a mood to watch the little distracted circle man behave like I do sometimes.  Dance sucka, dance. I think about deviantart, about what it is, and about the fact that I've only submitted nine "works" from this time last year.  I'm

Go visit my friends. ~ihateryanhume (https://www.deviantart.com/ihateryanhume) :iconprotomark: :iconfurtokeepuswarm: :iconmissdavies: :iconasilryc:

So it seems to me now that it is one of those rare times over the course of the year to once again fellate my ego and write a journal chronicling my little existence. I suppose a lot of things have happened since I last took a breath and asked the world to stop spinning, but a lot of nothing has happened in between then and now as well. I now feel a certain hatred for technology.  The remarkable actions that were taken about ten or fifteen years ago to translate the canon of information stored in our brains, and beam it into the consciousnesses of the every day citizen, are now present in my mind to be actions to create yet another vacuous