I hate my iPad

It's official.  I hate my ipad.  For the past two weeks, I was completely swooned by its ability to entertain me for hours and hours.  I was able to show videos and pictures to friends, browse through magazines on the subway, listen to music on a bus, play drums with garage band, connect to the internet, facetime/skype with family and friends back home, and play games in between. It was everything I ever dreamed of.

But the big problem was, I didn't like who I was becoming.  I mean, do I have innate geeky tendencies which is why I like to play with gadgets like ipads?  or have I become a geek because I play with gadgets like ipads so often?  I don't know, but I didn't like the idea of becoming a person who stared at a screen for hours on end.  We have one life and to spend 95% of it on eating, shitting, sleeping, working, and watching a screen is truly depressing.

Then what kind of person should you become so that your life isn't depressing?  I don't know.  In honesty, it's all quite depressing at the end, since we're merely a dust speck in the universe.  But I would like to be an important dust speck.  You know, the dust speck that made a difference?  The dust speck who loved and was loved by other dust specks. 

So today when I go back home, I shall not turn on the computer nor open my ipad.  I shall instead play my bass, which is also somewhat useless if you think about it.  But all art is useless unless you're a some sort of dealer or contractor, and there lies the beauty of art - to appreciate something with no ulterior motives but beauty.  When I get bored of doing this, I shall... eat chicken and drink lonely by myself... sigh.