I Have Nothing Better to Do, So I'm Posting Here
So, I'm thinking that if I have fun doing stuff like this, then why should I change? Why should I leave my room, and run the risk (and a large risk it is) of social humiliation? The only things that I have to fear in here are malnutrition and computer breakdowns. Yes, I suppose that's what keeps me in here. Fear. Fear that I will go out there and not know how to interact with other people. Not be able to adapt to changing situations. Fear that I will do something so incredibly stupid that I will never be forgiven. And judging from my past, that has a large probability of occuring.
It's interesting what one will write, when one knows that (in theory) the entire world can access it, and yet nobody will read it. I'm sure it reveals some part of the mind that isn't normally seen. But now I'm talking about psychology, which puts me way out of my depth. I'm an engineer, dammit! And until we get to the point where we can re-engineer the human mind, I'll be perfectly happy with inanimate objects.
So I guess that's all that I will write tonight. I'm sure that tomorrow night will be just as interesting; although I need to download some more Stargate. I really need to get a hobby...