Roomie

I imagine this room, placed somewhere in the future, would be a lot like my office now: messy, cluttered, dark and totally void of any hot women...The robot is new. There is a comfort being locked up in a room with some of your favorite toys. That strange sense of accomplishment without doing any actual work. Just a chance to look around and smile quietly to yourself while you take in all the atmosphere of your room.

"ahhh.." you think quietly, " I is so friggin' awesome. Just me and my 'Puter. Who needs more? who really wants go go out and run about? Get all sweaty, spend money, meet new people...build memories....*sigh*."

Then the idea slowly crosses over your mind..."Maybe, just maybe, I need to get out of here. Maybe I need to get out and DO something...Maybe I'm missing it all, and maybe, MAYBE i need to expand my horiz....WHAT?? Wacom has a new tablet!!! Oh MANNNNN!!!!!...Look Bro-Bot!! The new Cintiq's are in!!!"

Maybe it's just me, but I think I'd rather save up for that tablet....