Yesterday morning, this photo set the Information Superway alight, making my heart sing and cause me to praise the gods for it.
Is it not a beautiful tableau?
Sadly, as in life, it didn’t take long for my joy to plummet like Queen Madge down a set of stairs!
I typed into Google ‘does gingerbread make other biscuits turn soft in the tin?’ (Don’t question me…just go with it). I got as far as ‘Does’ and Google, as it does, began to pre-empt my question. What it threw out was a terrifyingly sad indication of its most asked questions….
For the sake of holy fuck! A revelation of a global soup of sad sacks, sat in their pyjamas asking a computer to soothe their lovelorn and soap-based quandries.
And….I now loathe the Internet again. (Though mostly I hate society.)
Feel free to comment on how I couldn’t tell you all about this if it weren’t for the Internet (if you’re not too busy playing He loves me, he loves me not with your Ethernet cables).