How does anyone live offline?
This is not a poetic rhetorical question to encourage philosophical, introverted reflection. I'm legitimately curious at how anyone survives without internet, after what feels like forever without it.
I melodramatize. But realtalk, I moved into Grandma Mark's house, now known as #gmaM, about 3 weeks ago. She lives in an old house in the Swansea area, which I love, but is super old and obviously without internet.
Sure, I went home on the weekends, and yesterday I got data on my phone, oh and yes, I have internet at work. But none of that is like the internet that you get on your laptop. The cool glow of the light on your face, the warmth that emits from the processor as you download music, watch a movie, and type your blog, thus overheating your little Toshitty – there’s nothing like it.
My efforts in purchasing an unlimited data stick with Wind and failing, and then learning that tethering a dataplan from my phone to my laptop would cost more than I am willing, made me long for some face-to-screen interaction even more.
But today was a glorious day. Rogers came, installed me some highspeed and I was done. Started with Epic mealtime, caught up on A-keys' BET performance on Youtube, caught up on #RHOE (everything) and Facebook crept all the way through my eye strain. Simply wonderful.
One thing I am super grateful for, above all this, is Twitter. Kept me in the loop without having to fully be online via computer.
So excited, relieved etc. etc. However I question Rogers, so we'll see, and did I mention I'm sorta, kinda living in Toronto?
Soon to update on other news, but for now I am going to veg with my beloved internet.
