My Internet Diapers..

I fondly remember wearing my Internet Diapers, gleefully watching my computer de-fragment itself, put in a hypnotic trance- somewhat like taking a handful of Valium and watching the Weather Radar until one is lulled into a blissful sleep- reading the Bill Clinton Sex Escapade in the Starr Report; Simultaneously listening to the Brits on the BBC radio having a Huge GIGGLE about the whole affair; as well as chatting in an AOL Chat Room to a friend who did not know that []