Cracker City

I know I've been away from this place for a few years, but I've still forgotten how.... empty it is, and how empty it makes you feel. Everybody gawks due to lack of other stimuli. You stare out, the horizon stretching endlessly, and receive two impressions: of rolling beauty, and grand isolation. This is a WASP ground zero. No diffusion, no diversity. I miss the Asian-American market, with its rock-bottom prices and Thai/Japanese energy drinks (Lipovitan-D gives sunbeams in a 200mL bottle). I knew what this downgrade meant, but maybe I've just forgotten. Instead of mass-texting, one person's schedule conflict can derail an entire night of social interaction. This is void.

But enough about my depressing hometown! (hint: it starts with an H and rhymes with painin', like Oprah's va-jay-jay) I finally downloaded Hello Kitty Online, or HKO for those of you who eat up acronyms; I just haven't played it yet. It should only take the better of three logins before the G(overnment) is labeling me a potential pedo... it's not my fault more 21-year olds don't play it! The cuteolution is coming, and you still have sideburns. Work on that. Also, ditch the trucker cap.