Nearly time to go
Well its nearly time for my big trip or should I say big trips, as you may next weekend I’m going to go to Alton towers with my live friends but before that on Monday I’m off to Paris for 4 days.No I’m not going on a romantic weekend because I would need to get a girlfriend first. And no I’m not going to see the Eiffel tower or Notre dame because I’ve seen them before a few years ago and well I doubt they have changed much.
I’m going for something far more exciting than a romantic weekend and far more interesting than any amount of building or hunchbacks, I’m going to se the champions’ league final
This sadly means that there will be no more blogs from me till at least Thursday and that I won’t be on live from Monday till Thursday night. Yes I know how hard it is to have fun with out me and I’m sorry but you’ll have to try and cope for a few days.
But seriously if I don’t play with you before Alton towers (I will as going on live will be one of the first things I do when I get back) I look forward to meeting you all.
Bye bye for now.
posted by Dean @ Sunday, May 14, 2006
3 Comments:
Dude, you have 2 go and look at the mona lisa, i was not that impressed, but hey it's a legend.
"going on live will be one of the first things I do when I get back"
What about your friends in the real world? What about us who have touched you here and here and...and here, in the body. What about us? Not going to wave us a cheery hello? Swanning off with your modern new friends, aren't you? Aren't You? ANSWER ME!
I realise that I am now in the domain of the e-friends, and in this weird place of cyberspace my electronic body can and will be kicked two sides of Tuesday about by the people who haunt these halls and will be variously destroyed and disseminated. Oh ethereal people, those I cannot see, can't we all just be friends here in this electronic paradise? Why must you attack? Can't you see my meat is not intended for digital transfer through a modern fax machine or however you get out of the Internet? I don't want your adulation and I don't want your money, I just want your respect and possibly...your adulation? Money would be good as well.
Incidentally, how do I get physically out of the internet? I don't remember quite how I got here, and those buttons that should be on the palms of your hands? All I got is lines. I followed them, but they just took me to my wrist.
dom you take the red pill.
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