If by “limb” you mean “internet connection at home.” What? Not having the internet is almost like losing a limb. Ok fine it's not. I just didn't have a better analogy.
So I guess it’s a symptom of being MY AGE, but I no longer look forward to Fridays because it means drinks and clubs and hanging out. No. I now look forward to Fridays because I can watch "Monk" and the episode of "CSI" that I missed the night before and sleep late on Saturday and do nothing if I so desire. Yes, we’ve also established that I’m a nerd, so that could be part of it as well. And the rest of this post will do nothing to shatter my well-deserved nerd image.
Anyway, Friday night, I went to get online for something and had no internet. Hmm. Walked away, did some stuff, came back – nope, no internet. Got into bed, watched a movie, got up the next day (eventually) – still no internet. At first, I kind of didn’t know what to do with myself. It felt really weird. And now? After three days? I sort of like it. Although I apologize to those of you whose emails I haven’t responded to or that I haven't been online to amuse you with my witty IM repartee. I miss you too.
Now what, you may ask, did I do with my newly found non-internet time? I read an entire book. Like a 350 page book. In one day. Granted, this is not surprising for two reasons – one is that I am a ridiculously fast reader and often read entire books in one day. And also, lately I have cut down substantially on my t.v. watching time in favor of reading. It’s so nice to have an attention span again! In the past week, I’ve read about six books. I’m like a book devouring MACHINE. I took breaks from the reading here and there in order to clean the house and do laundry. After that was done, I read some more. Later, I wrote some cards and did some art. Read some more. Cooked and baked. And read some more. Awesome.
I was thinking though, that maybe I should start going out more, because then I’d have more interesting topics to write about. Because the fact that you got a boring-ass recap of what I did when my internet was down? Not the kind of thing that keeps you coming back for more. Next weekend I do have plans – it’s Joe’s 50th birthday party and I know there will be hijinks AND shenanigans. Maybe tomfoolery. Because that’s just how we roll.
In the meantime, maybe you want to give me some material. Anything you want to know about me that I haven’t laid out already? Questions? Requests for fascinating tidbits? You just tell me and then I decide whether or not to ignore you depending on the question. What? This is not a democracy. It’s a BLOGocracy. And I’m the Blogtator.