I'm sitting here. next to my computer. I've just gotten my
account in the Stage. I'm here to write a poem. I've just
noticed this isn't really a poem. More of a short story. But
not quite. So I'll stick with poem. Maybe I'll start a
trend. Maybe somebody started it before me. Probably. But
I'm digressing. But that's the point.

So, I'm sitting here at my computer. It's almost midnight,
and when it gets there my chatting partner turns to a
pumpkin and I have to find... other stuff to do on the
internet. He he. No, actually, that's not what I was going
to say. I forget. Never mind.

Too bad, this stupid hebrew browser makes it a defult for
the text to go from left to right. No, from right to left.

I have a tendency not to delete mistaked I make. Typo's I
delete, but mistakes, no. I think deleting mistakes is like
cheating in a conversation. I mean, if I was here talking to
somebody face to face, I wouldn't be able to delete what
I've said. And that's when interesting stuff happen.

Looks like I've said what I neede to say. Which was nothing.
My job here is done. Wake up tomorrow and get another one.
If they approve of this before, that is.

Who is this "they" who are supposed to 'approve' of our
text. who are they to decide what's to be posted and what's
not to?

Hm... Found my next topic.