 I felt the cold mist brush against my face as I woke this morning. The gloom and dread pressed down on me relentlessly and I wondered if it was Monday. I turned warily in the bed to face my girlfriend who was standing at the side of the bed. With a solemn look, she proclaimed "the computer is dead. some kind of blue screen". (cue hysterical screaming from me). I don't know what happened to the computer but eventually many hours later, we got it to start and Windows slowly limped into action like a wheelchair-bound granny on steroids. We are probably going to have to re-install Windows XP this weekend. When it tells you that you need to approve the system root directory to go into your start-up process, that generally isn't a good omen....
But during the "wilderness hours" (the time when the computer was in its electronic coma), I wandered about aimlessly. As someone who spends most of his day online, I suddenly found myself at a loss. Should I go outside and sample some of that "fresh air" that I've heard so much about? Should I finally go and see the new bakery around the corner for the first time that opened its doors three years ago? Or maybe I could start to wash the dishes from two weeks ago? The possibilities were boundless, the world so open! I was free! free! free!
But then the internet came back. "wonder what's on Digg?" I thought, and I sat down.
Panic over. Whew. Hope that doesn't happen again. I don't think my heart can stand another shock. No internet? Doesn't bear thinking about.
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