I think about it a lot. You know, what might have been. I'm sure the thought has crossed your mind too. Anyone that says other wise is a liar. When you start to think about it, I mean really think about it...Suddenly the big question isn't what the Matrix is...It's what life would be like if we stayed a part of it...I dream about that all too often...
It was just like any other day for me. I came home from work, spoke my wife, and said hello to the wee bump! It’s almost time for my wee yin to be born.
Since my wife, Sarah, found out she was pregnant, I made the dinner. In fact, i never let her lift a finger. She hated that. But you know women, if we would have left it to them, they would have complained anyway.
"Gas mark nine is it, hen?"
“You’ve been making the same shi** for 7 months, and you still don’t know what temperature to put the oven at?”
“Course a dae, I wis jist windin' yae up!”
While the dinner was in the oven, gas mark nine, I quickly logged in to my usual hacker IRC, just to see if any of the guys were on, see
what's going down.
Pfft...As i walk away, my computer starts to make an awful racket...
“What the hell?”
“What’s wrong, hun?”
“Uh, nothing, ma computer... It’s, eh..”
“Listen, you know I know as much about computers as you do about hairdressing, and i don't bang on about that.” Yes she does.
“Aye, would you mind keeping an eye on the dinner, hen? This is important.”
"What the *CENSORED*?"
"He knows my name…"
