Wednesday, May 13, 2009


To a certain degree, Wyatt and I are luddites. Me maybe more so. Before I married him, I hadn't lived in the same house with a TV for 10 years. Even now, we don't have cable. And I hate cell phones. Shit on video games. Fuck a Wii. Don't like power windows or door locks either - that's just more I might have to pay to get fixed later.

But yesterday, a tsunami of new technology hit this household. Since business requires that it be easy for people to contact me, I bought a Tracfone. And we got tired of the clutter of CDs, so Wyatt purchased an I-Pod.

It's not that I'm stupid, but I do have a pathological lack of patience. I'm depressed because we've purchased all this new shit that I now have to learn how to use. And today is not a good day for that. I don't remember consuming any live rodents yesterday, but now it feels like one is trying to claw its way out of my abdomen. My head is sore and every few minutes I get stuck with the dilemma of whether or not to fight the urge to barf. I'd be nice to get it over with, but at the same time that's my least favorite activity in life so far.

There's a lot to be done today. If I could sneak off and hide in a quiet, warm, dark place, I would. Usually I'm down on opiates but right now I'd be all about some.


Anonymous said...

It sounds like you are very angry and not aware of it.

If you get rid of that anger everything will look brighter.


Steph said...

Yeah - I know what you mean. I have a cell phone for work purposes, and I keep the same one for years because I don't want to have to figure out a new one. I can't work half the stuff in this house (Jason is a technophile) and don't really want to... On the other hand, Maggie killed the tv yesterday by spilling water on it, and our reaction was "Cool - now we can cancel the cable!" Not logical, but hmmm....