Sunday, March 12, 2006
A 14 Hour Day
I saw a 14 hour day is illegal. I've been at it chugging away since 9am. I've been offering forth MP3's and porn all bloody day. And providing him with websites about all manner of useless things (gif's of MC Hammer, anyone?). I should have a word with the EU. I am pretty much a slave in his hands. And he never even thanks me. When I get tired he called a "Piece of shit". How dare he! I work much harder than he does. If he's not careful, I'll listen to some of those MP3's myself. I'm bored of bloody Pink Floyd and F5-Alt-Refreshing on messageboards.
Starting Up Local Drive
Just the thoughts of a computer. Nothing too exciting. Well, nothing more exciting than my owner anyway.
Like normal, he started me up today. Red button, beep, green button. Scroll screen with list of IDE's and Local Disks. The usual stuff. The same every damn day. Very very boring.
And his self-consciously wacky backdrop.
Today he looked at pictures of naked women and listened to music and read emails and surfed websites and made CD's. What he doesn't know is that I can see out - and I'm watching.
Like normal, he started me up today. Red button, beep, green button. Scroll screen with list of IDE's and Local Disks. The usual stuff. The same every damn day. Very very boring.
And his self-consciously wacky backdrop.
Today he looked at pictures of naked women and listened to music and read emails and surfed websites and made CD's. What he doesn't know is that I can see out - and I'm watching.
