posted by dave on Sunday, October 31, 2004 at 2:45 PM in category ramblings
A hundred thousand years ago I'd probably just club someone over the head and drag her back to my cave. Decisive, but unfulfilling.
In 2004 I sit here writing stupid entries and hope that my mind will eventually conjure up a scenario in which I don't end up alone. Ineffective and self-defeating.
And they call this progress.
