I broke the internet

The internet wasn�t working a while ago but it seemed to make me want to do everything that requires it to work. I had short-term memory loss. I typed for a bit, then wanted to check my email. Couldn�t do that. I typed for a bit more, than I remembered I wanted to get a recipe from Rachel Ray (I love her show�s catch-phrase end rhyme: I�m Rachel Ray and your next meal is only thirty minutes away!) Couldn�t do that either. I was deflated.

My overwhelming dependence on technology makes me want to cry while eating, too.