3.21.2006

My love, why have you forsaken me?

Yesterday was terrible. I'd just got done posting, saw there was an error, and my internet connection refused to work! I couldn't get it working again all evening, and when I went home my roommate was working on his computer so I couldn't get on for even one minute to check anything.

It was terrible. I was reduced to sitting in my room and scribbling into my notebook about the day, and writing odes to the internet, my doorway to the world, a wonderful place where I am somebody. A being who matters, where I really exist, more than I do in this so called "real" world.

Yes, that magical world where dreams can come true had been cut off from me, for more hours than I'm used to.

This morning when I came in it was working fine, so everything's cool and groovy. I had a bit of a panic earlier on when it started getting real slow, but it's working fine now. Fingers crossed.

It's the 21st of March so it's the official first day of Spring. I haven't done a thing of course, but I know what I'm going to do. I'm going to work in a bar, it's the perfect thing for me. Imagine all the stuff I'll have to write about! I'm not really up to the writing with imagination and feeling, it's too much trouble, so I need to be doing something that provides me with a constant stream of lively anecdotes that I don't even have to think about.

That I need to save up money for a computer and all that. I definitely want to get my own flat, the place I'm in now is ok, but later on I want my own place. With cats. I have some ideas for photos and a new direction for the blog to take, and it requires that I live alone and have cats, so I have to do it.

1 comment:

Ronald said...

I have to admit, I didn't know how to respond to this post. Its theme is one you've addressed more than once, so I thought why re-hash old sentiments? But there is something in it which caught my attention. You referred to the Internet as, "my doorway to the world, a wonderful place where I am somebody. A being who matters, where I really exist, more than I do in this so called 'real' world." Beautifully put. I wish I'd said it.

In case you're not catching the mood of this comment, that's a compliment.