The Phoneline died yesterday, a failing of the system which keeps me connected to you... well not really, as a desparate blogger always has a library, net cafe or a friend to bust in on. but it was frustrating nevertheless, to go 23 hours without this option in my dank cavern of a home. this distraction really, from the troubles of my mind and my life, the outlet that i'm not entirely free with, always slightly aware that when i'm president of the Federation of Australia, some hacker will dig up this blog and bust me for the views I held at the age of twenty, when you still had to type and computers sat on desks, and drugs were illegal and you actually thought about the consequences of your actions, though these thoughts no longer prevented these actions as much as they may have done in previous generations.
so when i'm sipping on nutrient juice floating in an airship over the stratosphere discussing economics with some random advisor, i'll think back to this blog entry, wondering who's read it, and if they still know me, and if they're waiting for their moment. see you then...
posted by Keegan at 1:51 pm
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