…has a ton of open, to-read tabs on it.
And a Twitter client is open. And a chat client is open.
I told Julian that if anything that ISN’T a computer game ever touches my pristine new laptop—a word processor, for instance—I have failed.
LAST NIGHT I EDITED AN ARTICLE FOR A FRIEND ON THE NEW RIG
BECAUSE I’D DECIDED I WAS DONE PLAYING ‘THE SECRET WORLD’ FOR THE NIGHT
WHAT BACKWARDS WORLD AM I LIVING IN