I Can Hide Out Under There

Thursday, Aug. 21, 2003 - 5:22 a.m.

We all get together here on Diaryland.

We all push around a bunch of bits and bytes until they are rearranged into this little universe.

When you get right down to it, it's a construct. An artificial little world that we choose to believe is real.

It's possible to meet, to find solace in one another's writing, to build relationships, to fall in love, to consider the road not taken, to dream dreams, to change people's lives with your words, or break away from the person you think you have always been -- all through the magic of this little universe.

This little universe, which exists solely due to the manipulation of nothing more than a bunch of ones and zeroes. 1 and 0. Positive and negative, on and off, Yin and Yang, good and bad.

Interestingly enough, this is the basic construct of the universe at large anyway.

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If my life had a soundtrack right at this moment, the two songs I think I would be hearing are "Pinch Me" by the Barenaked Ladies, followed by "In My Life" by the Beatles.

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The steak from yesterday was delicious, but I let it stay under the broiler just a little too long. It tasted just fine, but it was chewy. I've never messed up pork chops, but for some reason, producing the perfect London Broil has eluded me. Oh well, I'll keep trying.

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I've been spending a lot of time talking to my stuffed rabbits lately. They tell me I worry too much and that I need to laugh more. With that in mind, let me show you the link, to an entire site devoted to Oolong aka The Bunny With A Pancake On Its Head.

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I just made you say under where.

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