I really connect with the manic rage and disconnected Robotness expressed by Pairou and Son.
To fix the robot, spray yourself with WD 40. That is sometimes helpful. But WD 40 is a lube and then duct tape won't stick. Duct Tape was invented to fix the world.
Right now I am protesting the world by not washing dishes and taking out the garbage. I'm not even putting the garbage in the can... I just throw it on the floor. I haven't shaved for a while and I need a bath.
Yesterday I did compromise and take out the recycling.
I'll have to take out the kitchen scraps and banana peals I've got in a small compost bin. If I don't, the apartment fills with fruit flies.
If I really hunker down, I don't need to leave the apartment for a week or more. Food is good. That's the bait that will draw me out.
My head hurts... every day. I had a CAT scan last spring. They didn't see anything. Not even a brain.
I'm skipping things... Couple Christmas parties coming up next week and I'm thinking of not going. Just plain pissed at the world these days.