It's the end of day three of my Facebook fast, and I'm noticing distinct withdrawal symptoms. I linger on the internet, at the five or six websites from which I get information, and revisit them more often than news could possibly break. I check my email ridiculously often. I am addicted to the computer, it is apparent.

I will say that I wish I could post a facebook status about my worst pedicure ever. I will probably never get a pedicure again, I am so creeped out.

Part of the problem lies in the fact that there really is nothing else to do here. I can't really go walk to the coffee shop, or something like that. The real question is, is that any different, really, than my life in Denver? Does it really count as doing something if you walk down tot he coffee shop and read a book there instead of in your room?

Today a fever for learning more Korean overtook me, and I feel pretty rabid about it right now. This is good, because my fixations are often quite energizing, and I expect to get some use out of this one. At least then I would be here for a reason.

Well, I am at the end of the first day of my facebook fast. I find that both my exhibitionist streak and my voyeuristic tendencies are mortified by my decision. What other outlet do I have for the pithy thought that I just had? How else will the universe of my friends be blessed by my insight? furthermore, how else will I be able to piece together whom Robert is fucking now, are which of my coworkers is interested in a piece of my pie?

Specifically, I reallllly want to post this link to my page, but I shall post it here instead. Whither hast thou gone, Stephanie and Jervaise? Be interested in me, however petty my ramblings, I beseech thee!

http://www.theonion.com/video/should-we-be-doing-more-to-reduce-the-graphic-viol,14330/

There are two reasons I might post here: one is the occurrence of some funny teaching thing that only you guys would get. The other is Robert. I hesitate to write this down, because writing things down tends to make them more real, but here is what's bothering me:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qybUFnY7Y8w

That's right, a silly music video. What specifically bothers me is that it's the most beautiful thing I've seen in a while, and it is the sort of thing that I see in my head. It also happens to be--or so I believe--the sort of thing that Robert sees in his head. I am the sort of person that does things, actually does them, but this I could not do alone. Oh, if only there were more than one of me, the marvelous things I want to do could be done! Here's the sad part: Robert could be that person if he didn't suck so much. If Robert wasn't such a limp pansy, it would be us making this video. That is the specific thing that is bothering me today. The fact that I have no one like minded with whom to carry out my adventures. It doesn't even have to be a lover. A comrade would be sufficient.