if i were a paranoid schizophrenic, i would say that they are controlling my mind. blatantly disrespecting my environment with habitual line crossings and entering a meditative and procreative zone only God designed to seek inner truth, not binary codes within line. keystrokes. tip. tap. tick. surely, the mere existence of social networking taking the personalization of the instant message of what used to be a embrace, what used to be a hug, what used to be the sweet remembrance of what a kiss should taste like...the wholeness of creativity i mean, do i truly need widgets and gadgets androids and complex robotics exemplifying and exonerating my thoughts as they surpass the circuitry of the nervous system inclined to be the mass acceptance of what was laughed about 10 years prior a reality to be that robots taking over the world can you see? is my addiction fed with daily emails, synchronized updates, online learning experiences and detailed html flash player existences...

So, if you call me tonight around 8:00 p.m. I will not be answering. Finally, after all the hoopla with the writers strike, the holidays, the football games, the anti-good television, I will be plugged into Ugly Betty followed by Greys Anatomy. And on Sunday? Need I say it? The infamous Jack Bauer returns for a fast thrilling and adrenaline rushed 2 hour premiere (again) on Fox. So, I got my Mom hooked on Ugly Betty. This Americanized telenovela follows the life of a quirky yet get the job done Betty Suarez. Talk about drama. She works for MODE magazine, and after falling for two guys and choosing herself after a short vacation in the world, she is back working under Daniel and is ready to start her exciting internship. I am rooting for Hilda, her sister to finally fall in love again. And what is going to happen to Whilamena when she finally has that surrogate child and tries to take over the Meade empire? Oh, and what is really going on with Daniel's transexual sister that is in j...