my dearest g4 has been hacking up little bits of 0's and 1's. each time i get on here to tell my fabulously outdated and likely overrated story from austin last week, she starts to cough and then passes out.

so i spent the day moving all of her memories, skills, assets, and classy nudie picture archives to flat metal and plastic discs. tomorrow she will be paid a visit by the doctor to see if a little rearranging of information can make her feel better. perhaps tomorrow i will tell you how i discovered that i'm the most important person in the world.