I thought last night about the way the internet used to be for me. I used to surf to find static websites with interesting information. I used to read and respond to a lot more weblogs. Most of my surfing was before we had high-speed internet. I recall what a big deal it was to be able to quickly download audio and video.
The poison ivy I got on my wrists seems to be largely contained, except for the small patch on one eyelid. I wore gloves, but I should have had long sleeves on. I love that odd feeling of wanting to scratch, but knowing better.
I re-watched "Edge of Tomorrow" last night. that movie interests me even on multiple viewings.
I am reading my current ebook 10 pages at a time. I like the 50pages/session ones best,but each has its own pace.
breakfast: instant oatmeal and skim milk,
lunch: soft chicken tacos
dinner: sphaghetti and meat sauce
(cross-posted to DW because life is silly)