Great

This blog is from my phone. I am still at home. But I'm sending this through the spirits and its reaching your eyes. From my brain to my fingers to the keys through the air in infinite directions (a process which to this day I do not understand) then to the nearest tower which captures them through wires and fibers and whatnot stored in some techno gizmo then called upon by you. You. You freed this message from its electron prison. So that it could shine on your LCDplasmatube screen. Feel accomplished.

This blog should have been from my phone but it wasn't because of a feature that splits up messages and fucks with the GO@BLOGGER.COM interface. Technology is so great, but it's not.