A lot of the time, instead of typing anything on my blog I feel like just beating the keyboard. Smashing the good shit out of it and leaving it in a little pile of r's and d's. Then shoveling the broken wires and plastic shards into the waste-paper basket, sweeping my desk clean with the mouse, studying the surface with the infrared ray to make sure I haven't missed a stray comma or ampersand.
Then the mouse itself gets swung around by its charcoal cord, its USB plug clenched firmly in my upraised fist. It glances off the desk before hammering the monitor, spraying glass across the carpet as the final flickers spring up and down the LCD.
The mouse pops out and crumples beneath my descending foot. The monitor comes up over my head and crashes down, down, down through the window and 9 fleeting stories before finding the rough concrete of the parking-lot below.
The tower gets gutted, CD tray first, followed by drivers and inputs, fibers and wires and the mighty motherboard, all breaking easily under my tearing fingers, ripping and scraping the insides out.
I stop for a second to study my hands.
And then I punch preview, and then I pound post.
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