Exhausted

I wonder how people lived before the internet-were they even stabbier than before? Were they zombies? Did the internet break the curse and turn them back into their non-Inferi status with its magical,healing touch?
For as long as I can remember back into the mid-nineties we've had an internet connection(brag much?)..that while connecting via the telephone line made such a profane use of sound , always made me wonder if anybody would pick up and go "Hello!Serial killer on the line.."




So where was I?Yes,exhausted.So a couple of days ago I tried to harness my old horse with a heavier sadle,that is,my six year old desktop running a 1 GB DDR[like antique in geekspeak] with the super sleek windows 7.

Your Inked lady

So finally I got my second tattoo after weeks of mulling over designs,creating,rejecting almost getting something horrible done and getting checked in the process (that's what best friends are for,thank god).Carpe Diem.A phrase that has come to mean a lot to me only recently.I had a certain inclination towards it while we studied the Metaphysical poets in college last year and their modern (like seventeenth century modern;) }treatment of  Horus' ancient theme..I love meaningful tattoos-one which has something behind it-a reason,a thought or some belief-makes it all the more special,methinks.Both of my tattoos are very close to my heart and I believe I have chosen them wisely for frankly I'll never stop being a Leo,loving Egypt or attempting to procrastinate.