Finally I got home a while ago, ate toasts and not so toasted items, food soon to be recycled into... mine’s a modern life in riverside city so… fish food?
Soon it’s time for going to work, so there’s no point in going to sleep now. But, first, why am I typing this journal entry in English? This is a brain-script I still haven’t figured out.
The stories to support it tell something of a ‘way to communicate with more people, as English, in all its forms, whether one likes it or not, is developing into the official Internet language’ – English for native speakers, English for foreigners, a kind of English, what is e-English anyway? It is no better or worse than any other existent, dead or even invented language.
The causes of such an e-status quo seem to be related to the ave-status quo of the world, where ave is ‘also very electronic’ and world is what any geek might refer to as ‘the offline world.’ Offline? I call it substance, whereas Internet is an idea. A good or a bad idea? Well, also substance can thus be qualified adjectively. I’ll keep to both without adjectivities – a sort of qualifying activities our great (here!) minds like to over (here!) exercise.
And, Ave North America! you’ve been maintaining the technological edge and some commentators refer to the 1900’s as the ‘American Century’. This edge is supported by recruiting la crème de la crème of the world whenever possible. So it seems from where I stand. For how long? For how long will I stand? For how long will I stand where I stand now? (Closing my eyes to receive a vision). For a good (and here!) amount of time.
Working time.
To be continued.
Perhaps.
If so I fancy.
Toasts.
