You know what I notice when I'm offline? My loneliness has nothing to assauge it, and I notice how it is that I spend way too much time by myself, and how that was fine and good and healing for ages and ages and ages but now it's tiime to get out more and play (which is a bit scary). So mmaybe this means I need to get online less, and have a life more. Working on that one.
This post is the internet version of when I was a smoker and would run out of fags at 11pm and couldn't be bothered going up the shop, and instead I would just think I'd wait it out till morning but several hours' time would find me scavenging through the ashtray to smoke butts. Does wonders for your self-esteem, that one :)
This version of this addiction has me sitting outside Mocca's place on the laptop, juicing into his wireless connection. And all the attendant "it's only's" that go with addiction: it's only 5 minutes down the road, it's only to check my emails, it's only, it's only, it's only.
It's only internet addiction.
The nice thing about not having the net sitting there at my beck and call is that I've read more than half of a fiction book, and oh, the joy of reading a book, something that's not online (not that you guys aren't all wonderful and adorable, but reading books is another addiction of mine that has gone by the wayside since blogging has come into my life.
I'm enjoying the re-acquaintance :)
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you have actually resorted to stalking wireless service & it's been less than 24 (12 maybe) hours?????
ReplyDeletei think it may be time for an intervention, girl!!! go read your book!!!
I have all the sympathy in the world. I'm rarely offline more than a few hours (not counting when I'm sleeping, of course).
ReplyDeleteIt's a worthwhile addiction. We also make friends and get smartened. In fact, I think it's the only addiction that can make one more intelligent.
Lucy - I'm way past intervention. Isn't this JUST PATHETIC?!?! But I'm not stalking his wireless service - he knows I'm here :)
ReplyDeleteActually a really weird thing happened on Saturday. I dropped over quickly just to check my email before going to the footy, and Mark came out while I was sitting there to hit the ball for the dog on the road. He laughed when he saw me sitting there. But then when he said his girlfriend was inside, I just hotfooted it out of there. It felt WAY too weird :)
Erin - methinks you're just in denial about your addiction. llook at all thos justifications *hehe, just kidding :)
Oh I'm not in denial, I KNOW I'm addicted. I just try to find valid reasons for it.
ReplyDeleteWhat are you reading?
ReplyDeleteRight now I'm reading A River Sutra by Gita Mehta, which is lovely, set in India. Before that I was reading something I can't remember by Doris Lessing, which was kind of cool.
ReplyDeleteOooohh.. I love books set in India and Egypt.
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