Less Than Enthusiastic...

We are less than enthusiastic about the internet. It's not living up to its promises of ubiquity, re: portable phone hook-up ease. The irony here is that this is being written and saved auto-magically every minute or so, by a on-line program. In less than two hours now the live feed by "?" will broadcast here (The most eastern portion of the "western" United States-So. Cal. is farther east than say Washington State.) the opening ceremonies of the Summer Olympics at Beijing, China. Looking forward to it, 5.08 A.M. will be 8.08 P.M. their time, supposedly. Friday still the guess. Whatever. Was thinking it was yesterday or something like that. Maybe tomorrow already. It can't really be live can it? Has to have a delay, not just for terroristas accionnes, but just because you just can't get it real/instant, right there just yet.
It's like the internet. There's a bit of a delay. Just like the ubiquitous jet-pack every one was "supposed" to have by now. And what about flying cars? Uber-ridiculous. Some one has to have "control" over all these things and that's what's holding us up. Sure, the internet is great for some communications, it's massive chaotic flows, but when it's just drivel for the most part, why bother? When computers themselves after a few days of scurfing (A combination of scurge surf and frustration: Requisite yelling, screaming, and cursing the life out of life.) and every thing's slow. You get a virus and it's awful...slow...and all the while you have safeguards and walls and scans and software updates and still it goes the speed. You have to pay inordinate amounts to get faster connections: T2 or whatnot as that. They advertise stuff you can't get: FIOS, etc., over and over and over again. It's frustrating to no end. You just want to kill yourself, because you're in the way with your stupid wants and needs (That every one else thinks are ridiculous: Double Ring cell phone choices, WI-FI phone, VOIP on it as well, 10 hour battery use.), and the very fact you write that publically, is insane as well. Stupid. Idiotic. If one could write the ultimate be all/end all letter, as to why you jumped or shoved the knife or took the pills or whatver, it still would not be enough. It's stupid. This whole thing is. Forget about it, no? Move on.
Take the most lame arsed idiot in the world, what have you got? This one. This one person. And why can't he make something of himself? And what he has made, so what? What of it? It's nothing. Dust in the wind. All is vanity.