So, I spent all day on the computer again. I complain, yes, but I am still on this cursed box. It is t the root of my sorrow, I fear, and yet I cannot step away from it. It is my only cling to social activity, and how I wish it were not so. I want to be active. I want to be in the world. I do not want to be sitting in a chair as it and my rump slowly swap shapes. And yet I am. This damn box is the only way I can communicate with others due to their unwillingness to break that mold and through my own personal limitations and failures. Modern society is not for me...not one bit...