The Purpose

It is 11 :21 pm as I type these words. I know you might be asking, "Who starts a blog at 11:21 pm?" Well, I can't seem to sleep and had an itching to do some writing. I wish I could sleep, I am almost over this cold that I have had for the last two days, and I have an early class tomorrow. But my body isn't tired, so I gotta do something with my time.

So, I get out of bed, start up the computer and start a blog.

With the millions of blogs in existence, why start another one? It's almost like having children, you know the world is overpopulated with humans, and yeah, you know that by having your own screaming pooper you are contributing to a massive problem, but at the same time, you want your own little shiny baby. I don't want children anytime soon, so that might have been a horrible analogy, but the point is made. There are so many blogs, with so many GREAT writers and so many HORRIBLE writers. Some blogs can make you laugh, others can make you cry because the writing is so horrible. I will proably be somewhere in between and will make you both laugh and cry!

The title of my blog pertains to me having a Cochlear Implant. You see I have a machine that hears for me, so that makes me a kind of a cyborg. However, I feel much more like a robot since all I do is slave away to make ends meet, which if Terminator is any indication, cyborgs have no such delusions. In fact Robot is the slavic word for slave. You are proably wondering; arn't cyborgs and Robtos interchangable? No, Cyborgs are beings with both natural systems (flesh, nervous systems, and such) and machinery (Cochelar Implants! Prothestic legs! Eletcric Nodes!). Robots on the other hand are purely mechanical. Androids are robots that look and act like humans, in case you were wondering. If that messed up paragraph makes no sense to you let me put it this way:

Cyborgs kill, Robots chill.

Or how about:

Assimov's books are better than the Terminator movies.

So yes, my title is wrong. Who cares? Would you even know if I didn't point it out? Maybe.

Now that most of the girls have fled for their lives because I have shown that I read Science Fiction, I can make a fool of myself.... it is almost midnight afterall!

The purpose of this blog is to help me be less bored.
Now, with that out of the way, I gotta go find a way to get some sleep... I might blog about it later.