It will start with me getting mildly antsy. I'll be in a hotel room with my mom and uncle, watching TV and perhaps sipping luke-warm, sulpher-flavored hotel water from one of those wobbly plastic cups, and I'll get the urge to check my email.
Only I won't be able to, because I won't have a computer.
Then I'll be sitting in the passenger seat while my mom or uncle drives, and I'll wish that I was reading my f-list, because the entries are piling up BY THE MINUTE, and I'll never get through them all, and three weeks' worth of back-entries will NEVER BE READ BY ME and my f-list will NEVER BE THE SAME, and then I'll start freakin' out and running through the lobbies of hotels, screaming "DO YOU HAVE DSL? WHY THE HELL NOT??"
And this will all end with me staring blankly at the wall at my grandfather's house, drooling, with a computer in the next room that isn't hooked up to the internet, mocking me.
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It will start with me getting mildly antsy. I'll be in a hotel room with my mom and uncle, watching TV and perhaps sipping luke-warm, sulpher-flavored hotel water from one of those wobbly plastic cups, and I'll get the urge to check my email.
Only I won't be able to, because I won't have a computer.
Then I'll be sitting in the passenger seat while my mom or uncle drives, and I'll wish that I was reading my f-list, because the entries are piling up BY THE MINUTE, and I'll never get through them all, and three weeks' worth of back-entries will NEVER BE READ BY ME and my f-list will NEVER BE THE SAME, and then I'll start freakin' out and running through the lobbies of hotels, screaming "DO YOU HAVE DSL? WHY THE HELL NOT??"
And this will all end with me staring blankly at the wall at my grandfather's house, drooling, with a computer in the next room that isn't hooked up to the internet, mocking me.
The end.
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