Paranormal

I might have to invest in a new laptop before I gather together the cash for my new double wide. My trusty old pink computer (emphasis on old, in cyber years) has decided to ignore some of my most basic commands, most notably my instructions to create paragraph breaks. At first, I asked nicely. I thought the big jumbled glob of words that appeared when I published yesterday's post was probably a result of human error, so I immediately returned to my draft and re-pressed the shift button wherever I deemed additional white space appropriate. When that didn't work, I resorted to repeatedly stabbing away at the "enter" key while shouting obscenities. Still, no breaks. No time for my poor readers to take a moment and breathe. I was hyperventilating. I chalked it up to an anomaly, an unfortunate Internet snafu that was maybe caused by heightened radiation levels floating across the Pacific, or possibly by the same mysterious forces that were wreaking havoc with the Cherry Blossom Festival. Lest anyone think I am undermining the disaster of clumped prose, rest assured I have planned all along to remedy the situation when I return home to my more modern desktop. At least this is a disaster that is within my power to fix. Today, when the horrific merging of divergent thoughts recurred, I felt some sort of public apology was in order. Mostly because I was concerned about my few loyal followers thinking I had not only begun losing my edge but was shedding my grasp of the basics as well. I can't afford to lose you guys! I am fairly certain this post will publish as an unappealing block of endless words congealed into an intimidating and unwelcoming dark blob, but if you get this far, please accept my apologies, and know that I will remedy the catastrophe when I return to deep dark suburbia tomorrow!