Back To Uninspired Boring Crap

I got almost a week’s worth of posts out of running through my family tree, but now I’m stuck. I’ve scoured the internets for inspiration but I didn’t find any. The only thing new in my life is that I’m trying to scale back the time I spend in front of my computer. I shut my machine down last night around five, and I don’t mean “standby” or even “hibernate. I turned it off, unplugged it, and put it in its case. I didn’t get it out this morning, and strangely enough I had time to get things done. I’ve complained time and again about not having enough time in the morning and finding it difficult to get out of the house, whether it was to go to the gym or to go to work. It’s all because the interwebs is a succubus draining my life away one Japanese porn site at a time. I’m like a heroin addict who’s hit rock bottom and has a moment of clarity. I don’t enjoy being on the internets, but it’s become something that I do. Unfortunately, because of my job I can’t quit cold turkey, but I am scaling back. Ever since my Failbook account got hacked I’m spending less and less time on it, and I don’t miss it. I didn’t get my computer out today until I got to work. I didn’t spend two hours waiting for my gossip sites to update. It took me five minutes to check them all when I got home. I think I might be on the way to completely unplugging. I think I’m going off the grid. I spent the morning drinking my coffee and reading a book, and I enjoyed the twenty minutes of reading a lot more than I do getting angry at stupid comments on message boards. I’m going to buy some land in Montana and organize the beef farmers that I saw on No Reservations.