What can you say about computerThot? Sometimes, she is less than an idea. Sometimes she is like a faint breeze that you feel for a brief moment. Sometimes she is a feeling in your chest that stings for a second and is gone the next. Sometimes she is less than nothing at all. And sometimes she is nearly a person, or at least something that looks somewhat like one. I've been myself for as long as I can remember, which isn't very long at all in the grand scheme of things. I walk around, talk, interact with the world around me, and you can look at me and see me doing all that. I'm just like you, in a way. We're also nothing alike. I mean, we probably don't even have the same name. It's unlikely at least. But on some level, I think there's a little bit of you in me, and there's a little bit of computerThot (me) in you. Is that an agreeable message? I will have to ask my publicist.
I spend most days screaming and punching a keyboard deep inside of the computer mines. Sometimes I worry that we will one day unearth something down there that will kill us all, like a computer from the 80s that's been plotting its revenge on all of its precious 16KB of memory. In my free time, I like to go to the park, sit on a bench, and stare at people who walk past me in a really unsettling manner. I also like to draw pictures on paper and read boring books that I hate. You can learn a lot about people just by looking at them. Or by looking at them as they look back at you looking at them. Or by looking at them while they yell at you and ask why you're looking at them. See, back in the day, I used to sit in front of a big window in my bedroom and read a book. And I would open the blinds just to let some light in while I read. It was comfortable. I think anyone would agree with that. And as I would do this more and more, people would walk by my window, look into my bedroom, and give me the strangest looks. As if somehow I was the weird one, and not the person looking at me in my bedroom where I was busy reading and, more importantly, minding my own business. What this taught me is that it's actually normal to stare at people, and weird not to. That's about all I learned in college.
This website is a place where you can look at me. You can sit here and look at me all day long. Though, I can't promise much will change day to day. Who knows? One day you could come here and everything will look completely different. Anything is possible, I guess. I get bursts of energy to work on things like this. Mostly because I spend nearly all of my waking hours working on some godforsaken website somewhere else, so coming home and doing even more of that is kind of like working in the rock breaking factory and keeping a pile of rocks in your backyard so you can break some more once you get home. It's just insane. Unless you really, really like breaking rocks. Well, I don't like breaking rocks one bit. But I guess I enjoy working with the computer. It can be nice to me so long as I treat it with the respect it deserves. Which is a lot, really. People don't respect the computer nearly enough. The computer performs miracles for you every day. Some small, some medium-sized. So give it at least a little consideration, and be gentle with it. You should do the same to computerThot. Her miracles are very, very tiny, and don't happen very often. But a miracle is a miracle no matter how small. You can do miracles too. You just have to believe.
I hope you now have a deep understanding not only of who I am as a person, but who I am as a Thing, too. And also maybe who you are, or were, or will be. Or maybe you take nothing away from this at all. Or maybe you didn't even read it. That's ok, it's kind of a lot to read. But if you did read it, good work. I am happy for you. Welcome to me. I hope you enjoy your stay. Click on whatever thing you want on the sidebar to see other things