"what were you doing last night?"
umm, looking at porn.
"BULLSHIT! history isn't cleared you were playing that damn game wern't you?"
No no hun, I was making a slashdot journal entry so you could read whats on my mind.
"Whats on your mind then?"
irony meets recursion.
This is in the future, but by the time you read it. It will be the past.
"My head asplodes."