2amfix.net

For those of you that are unaware, which I’m sure is the select few of you who chose to live under a rock, the internet, and all it has to offer, serves as my main source of entertainment.

A life line if you will.

But as of late, I’ve noticed that while going through my daily ritual of immediately signing on the moment I awaken, there’s absolutely nothing for me to do.

I mean, sure, I could revisit YouTube and watch the banally repetitive videos from different users over and over, but I don’t think that’s quite doing it for me.

And although a simple solution lies in merely broadening the expanse of interests I currently hold — I refuse. Quite frankly, I’m not really in the mood to be doing any major soul searching as to what banally similar hobby I’ve overlooked during my 10 year exploration of the web, and neither do I intend to ease my way into an agreeably soul searching disposition.

It’s come to a point where I’ve begun to actively force myself to learn things — mainly in the areas of graphic and web design — and renew my energies in previously kicked hobbies, which, I guess, only serves as positive revisitation due to the productive nature of said activities — but still. Even the forced renewal of interest is beginning to fall short as I find myself online, and with nothing better to do than complain about my sorry plight.

As scary as it may be, I’m actually beginning to believe that I’ve taxed out a good part of my internetly pleasures.