For half a day I was smashing the to-do list. Cleaning up after myself as I went. Driving without music and thinking constructively. Appalled by the old porn collection on my external drive. Almost spoke to two religious guys giving out pamphlets and trying to convert people outside kmart. Reviewing my notes.
Now my brain is foggy and exhausted and jumping between tabs, between windows, between ideas, full of guilt from procrastination. Not one task ticked off since that 3G signal fell from the sky.

The hypertext transfer protocol and its consequences...