brain and brain! what is brain?

[derien]

It's a lovely morning, so I went for a little walk - and still I had to convince myself to leave my computer by telling myself I'd get a coffee while I was out.  What's wrong with me?  I should enjoy the fresh air just for it's own sake. 

And of course when I got back here I immediately opened up LJ again.  I told myself I was getting into the shower and then doing dishes and going to work, but no.  I started singing "Dragonstea Din Tei" and wanted to look at the Wiki page about it so that I could check how far wrong I had the words, but then as I logged into LJ I noticed that they have a link on the public login/make yourself an LJ page called "latest posts" - it's down there to the right next to the orange button that says 'XML,' see it?  Anyway, perusing the recent posts assures me that most posts which aren't in Cyrillic are unreadable because they're in very bad English or just talking about stuff nobody is interested in.  Or they're random pictures.  But, hey, these are people's journals, I shouldn't expect more out of them, right?  It just makes me happy that I've got people on my f-list who write about things I AM interested in. ;)  (*ignores the obvious logic that she's interested because these are the lives of people she likes*). 

*notices that every time she clicks the latest posts link again there's all different posts!* 

*clicky!*

*clicky!*

What was I doing? 

Comments

[cyberquail.livejournal.com]

Don't click the "Newest Posts" link! It's like a crazy, whirling Internet Black Hole. I started reading a couple posts, and ten minutes later, I found myself happily looking at pics from last weekend's Bristol Ren Faire festivities in WI. How do these things happen??

Eeee!

[(Anonymous)]

The Internet is the Lair of the Brainsucker!

and that last was me again

[derien.livejournal.com]

I have to figure out (again) how to switch myself back to being permanently logged in. I always have to figure everything out each time I do it, because I have no memory. Unless I do it often enough to form a habit - which is why Eightball is totally wrong about habits being a bad thing. They're essential to the functioning of someone with no memory.