Hypothetically Speaking

Here’s a thought:  If this blog were to self-destruct 24 hours from now, what post would you print out to save as a hard copy?

Or, if you don’t like any of my posts enough to rescue, what post of your own would you save if you knew the internet was going to eat it?

In other words, I’m looking for links to your very favourite material on the internet.

Please?  And thanks.

{Also: I am stranded in Montana.  I have no clean underoos.  I spent an hour last night writing about it, pictures and everything, and when I pushed “Publish,” guess what happened?  IT DISAPPEARED.  I thought it was a sick, sick joke.  Turns out, it was my reality.  Have I mentioned that I hate technology?  No amount of moaning or whining or gnashing my discoloured teeth would make it come back—it was absolutely, irreparably, completely gone.  I almost deleted my entire blog, I was THAT mad.  Instead, you know what I did?  I turned off the lights, closed my eyes, forgot to say my prayers (I’ll pray times two this morning) and slept for eight hours.  And guess what?

That old adage, time heals all wounds?  What a load of crap that is.

I still hate technology.  I still feel like deleting my blog.  So please, send some inspiration my way.  What GOOD has come from the internet?  I need a boost.  Please?}

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I'm Camille. I have a butt-chin. I live in Canada. I was born in Arizona. I like Diet Dr. Pepper. Hello. You can find me on Twitter @archiveslives, Facebook at facebook.com/archivesofourlives, instagram at ArchivesLives, and elsewhere.
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