As I carefully walk up the steps, in my pajamas and boots (I didn’t want to have to bend over and tie my shoes), holding my laptop up to the sky, hoping to see the gray bars at the top corner of my computer darken, I realize many things. I am desperate for internet. In my epiphany I realize, this is not the lowest point of my desperation. When I sat in the childrens library in the pediatrics department typing next to kids with their iv lines dangling on their hands, THAT was the moment I knew I could not be more desperate.
I like to think that maybe my need for internet represents the larger need of human kind for communication. People need the connection to the world. Whereas I don’t have the language skills (I can say ‘yes’ which usually comes out ‘si….i mean….keyn’), I need communication in English, therefore, need internet.
More on language later, I promise.
So without wireless at my apartment, I will continue to write posts, and then add them to my blog every few days when I start going into wireless withdrawal and seek out cafes.
Please continue to check, and I will post. Communication people, its important.
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A) I have thoroughly enjoyed reading your Hitchhiker's Guide to Isreal and Jews. Every year at Passover I feel incredibly uncool, as I remember being the only Gentile at our Dewick dinners. I may bust out some Matzoh pizza this year.
ReplyDelete2) I brought $275 Prada shoes last week. Twice. In my enthusiasm, I hit the "Complete Order" button repeatedly, until Internet Explorer got offended and crashed. Two pairs of shoes showed up three days later.
III) I hope everything is going well for you. Mostly because I want to continue living vicariously through your posts.