The internet

...if being a jerk. A jerky jerkface jerk. I'm composing this from my phone, so please excuse any silly typos. Also, in the future, we write things ON OUR PHONES. THAT AREN'T ATTACHED TO A WIRE. ooooOOOOO.

There's a project I've started to dream up, one that I am hoping to work out a bit with NaNoWriMo, and I can't do research at home, because of our internet woes. We've talked to the internet company, ads were blown off. Gah. And I don't have time to just stop by a coffee shack and hang out whenever I want. Gah. I guess I'll have to make notes and get information from books. Like it's the 20th century or something.

Okay. I have to sleep, and this kind of input is killing my wrist, oddly enough. Think speedy internet thoughts for me. Because the internet runs on MIND POWER. (With mind bullets!)