R.Traitor
Ink Blot

Those last two posts were really more of a Mission statement. Unfortunately, I grew up as a graffiti artist. So, I think you know where this post is going...a sort of fartlek of consciousness,

""No good Bunny rabbits, chewing at the wires again."

There didn't seem to be any reason that the computer should be off. I had left it on every day for nearly the past seven years.I never wanted to be with out it. It was my best friend, wife, confidant and strongest adversary all rolled into one. "Damn" I whispered, " this sucks." Tap, tap. Nothing.