keyboard pwr

I turned the damn thing right before i got into the shower thinking i was done for the day...i come out and i look at it and it's sitting here soundless...and i think maybe there is another e-mail i need to read or send or another 45 junk e-mails i need to still erase from my hotmail account, something i need to do that requires tappping at the keyboard...i am not done with it, so i turn it back on...i start typing...there is something powerful about tapping at the keyboard...it's like accomplishing something even though u could be writing the most BS of your life...but you are still creating...words...words that might mean something to someone...maybe there is some last minute letter i can write to someone and get something done with it...

but instead i just write on this blog...who came up with that word anyway? the problem with blogging is that i have resist the urge to edit it...today I edited my boss's letter, there were three typos in it. At first, i resisted it telling myself that he is my boss and pays my paycheck so i should not correct his stupid typos but then i couldn't control myself so i went ahead and did it and gave it to him...he looked at me and said "but you are the associate and i am the partner" then of course he said he was joking...i said i know but i can't help it for the life of me...it's what i get paid for to do...just like Prof. Van Blum said once "Words are your tools, they are your sword, they the sthatiscope of a lawyer..that's all you have to fight with". Thus, i write.