No, not gone, gone. But I've been without Internet since Monday. It has been a purely hellish experience let me tell you.
If you follow along on Twitter - then you already knew this. And if you don't well, don't feel bad you really aren't missing anything since most of my Tweets are even more random and disjointed than this little slice of blogland seems to be.
I've been trying to keep up with all that you've been doing via the Blackberry. Now, while the Blackberry is AWESOME and I love it to death - let's just say it has it's quirks when it comes to reading/responding to blogs. As a result of those quirks - I've missed A LOT and have made next to no comments on any of those that I have been able to read.
So, what have I been up to in my un-connected life? Well, let's just say I wasn't as productive as I could have been sans interruptions.....
I didn't write anything. Which I am kicking myself for - because just think what kind of
I certainly didn't use the opportunity to clean house - as evidenced by the dust bunnies roaming freely and procreating at will.
What I did do - well.........
I played solitaire. A lot! Unfortunately my win-loss ratio did not improve one iota. Which is just irritating. I mean generally with practice you improve. With solitaire practice simply does not matter. If the cards you are dealt are awful then you are just out of luck, which I suppose could be a metaphor for life sometimes (such as getting dealt the no Internet card....).
After getting bored
I also made a list (yes, another one) of all the things I still need to do - such as figure out how to copy my iTunes library onto the Notepad, figure out how to enable Office on the Notepad, etc.
During these dark hours, I realized even without Internet I am connected to the computer - as evidenced by the fact that most of the things I did accomplish all had something to do with the computer.
So what does this tell me?
Apparently, I need to get a life.