Life is telling me to get off my keister

I’m off from work today. So this morning instead of doing something productive, I’m browsing through the Pit. And after a few too many long threads, I lean back and stretch. Unfortunately, since I am sitting in a cheap-ass office chair, I suddenly become top-heavy and fall over backwards, chair and all. If anybody had been here, I would have been mightily embarrassed.

Anyway, as I land, my knee grazes the front panel of my Mac G4. If you’re familiar with the G4 case design, you know that the reset button is a pretty small target to hit. Yet my knee does just that, precisely. Session over.

I think somebody/something was trying to tell me something about how I spend my days off.

(Yet here I am, only 10 minutes later, posting about it. Go fig.)

And here I am reading about it…

and posting about it…

Only difference? I am at work.

Now get busy you oaf!

i think its clear that God’s telling you to get out of the house now! The aliens are coming to blow up the house, get out now!!! By your leaving, you will be the last man on Earth, and will have to repopulate the human race. Failure to leave the house will result in our extinction! Run, drewbert, run!!!
Or maybe you’re just a klutz, like moi…