According to theseInternet Usage Stats from January, the average Internet user goes online 28 times a month, spends 30 minutes online per session, but only visits 19 unique sites per month. That seems freakishly low, but it might indicate that once Internet users find the sites that they like to use, they rarely deviate. Or it might be that many users use the Internet just to get to AOL or Yahoo! to chat or IM, or LJ….. What do you think accounts for that low number of site visits per month? Got any proof? How many sites do you visit per month?

Aggravated.

I come into work with a soft headache… 10 min go by, and it’s a skull cracker. I get a few ‘must dos’ out of the way, and waiting to go home. I swear, the folks here don’t care if I’m bleeding to death… I’m about 7 seconds away form just walking out…. I’m getting tense, and my lower back is starting to twinge now, too.

I need to get Tylenol (uber-strength) and liquids before getting home. I’m already photosensitive. to add insult to injury, I’m getting anxious. A little tweaked. I need sleep and a purring kitty.

I’ve had enough. I’m going.

I wanna ride a plastic plate.

But… there is no snow here, and I have to work, anyway.

I suppose I’ll settle for morning walkies. Going to do the 5 mile hike.

Reflecting on the children’s story… what was I afraid of as a child? Monsters weren’t too scary, but there were a few exceptions..
The bathroom held a few things.. I thought a rat or a snake might leap out of the bowl at any minute as a child. I didn’t have a bogeyman, or a closet monster, or a brain-sucking zombie that chased me… I was more afraid of mundane creatures… especially poisonous ones.. snakes again… large spiders.

It’s 2am, so I’m going to free-associate for a moment, and then go to bed. my head is a little dozey. I’ll see what I make of this in the morning. I’m half-asleep so this will most likely make no sense. begin.

nothing printable comes to mind. I want to tell secrets. I want to rat out some folks that were very evil, and I want to expose some meanies for who they are… I want to say my girls name here. I want to confess to something I shouldn’t. wondering who actually reads my journal, and how many of them do so without linking… oh, too tired. going to bed.

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