Because This is Totally What I Should Be Writing About When I Have a Paper Due in 12 Hours
You know, I spent a good part of my summer petrified at the possibility of being rendered paralyzed due to some unfortunate but inevitable biking accident scheduled to take place later this same summer whilst I was at camp in Germany.
Fortunately, no paralysis, loss of limbs, etc occurred in Germany.
However, now that I am back in London and working remotely from a temporary set up in a ghetto-as-hell flat with no internet connection, I am suddenly feeling a paralysis of a different sort.
I cannot live without constant Internet access.
Can’t do it.
These past two weeks have been a mess of tangled sheets, undone papers, and intermittent, when-I-can-get-my-hands-on-it moments of wifi. I feel like a junkie. A paralyzed junkie. And it sucks.
In my head, I’ve silently mused on a number of occasions about this fairly new, ridiculously ubiquitous invention known in shorthand as the www. I remember one time I was having dinner with a few friends and after about oh I don’t know like three and a half minutes of conversation there was a lull and immediately one of the hosts busts out a laptop and says, “Guys you gotta see this clip I found on YouTube!” And so on for the next four hours. What would we have done without the internet?
God forbid we’d actually force ourselves to dig through the noodles in our brain AND on our plates – at the same time!
And what about my music? For the love of Kanye, Jay-Z, Common, and all things R&B! Seriously though. I am a student (a POOR student, might I remind you) who loves music and cannot afford to buy or store thousands of CDs for my listening pleasure. Nor do I find any justice in buying an album that I probably won’t love for a song or two that I totally can’t live without. (But that’s another story altogether.) Internet, I need you.
And what about TV?! I no longer have the luxury of accessing that tube, but thanks to our new BFF, “E” (no, no not that E, silly) I can get any show from any decade, any language, any planet…
And don’t EVEN get me started on the benefits of instant information access and stalking capabilities (facebook). And really – my blogging libido is like zero. I have an idea and then I think – but what’s the point? There is no Internet anyway (I know, I know a poor excuse for the lack of communication NM, but I’m serious…it’s a serious mojo siphoner).
So yes, summer has been once again another series of learning moments which, I’m sure (now that I have internet access again) will emerge in due time, beginning with this first and very important lesson: If I was stranded on an island and could take just one thing with me I’d ditch the eyeliner and opt instead for my lovely MacBaby and some wifi!
Sheesh, I’m smitten.
