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I’m toting two computers on my desktop. A lap top, a desktop. Twice the screenage, twice the working capacity. I’m practically evaporating as a zoom through the information super subway at the speed of thought, steaming out on my life extension.

I bow to you, computer two, cached up with all my thoughts and jots and emotional checkpoints in the electronics of my life. You have brought me games, work, creativity, expenses, gambling addiction, naked ladies and naked man friends. Witty conversations with dullards and pointless news so pointless I begin to hate the generation that claims me.

Go away computer two, you ruined my life! Ah, here is computer one, so much for form fitting. Professional. Tidy passages of the best antioxidant and 78 mentions of the words washboard abs, how delightful. Computer one is safe, no history, nor will there ever be as everything I do or have done is washed away, cleansed into the recycle bin and nothing lingers, no achievements or strategies, no major metaphors. You are vapid, computer one, why do you not log my life in the way computer two has? I hate you computer one! Go away into the armpit of a country filled with more beasts than people, which is every country, yet I do not need to explain my analogy.

I oscillate. One then two then two then one. What to do, have some fun. Work and play, play and work, type all day, either way, whether station two or station one.