Being without internet sucks tbh
Feb. 20th, 2015 01:29 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
lauren3210I've always thought of myself as being not particularly technologically reliant. I often forget to take my mobile out with me, I lose it in the house and don't care enough to go searching for it. I put my laptop down somewhere and forget about it until I trip over it sometime later. I forget I even have a tablet until I sit down on the sofa and discover a rectangle shaped lump under the cushions. But this week, having no access to the internet, save the odd 5 minutes with my daughter's iPhone hotspot, I have been close to tearing my hair out in frustration.
The first day, it wasn't a problem. I always work far ahead of any deadline for my job, so I always have at least a month's grace for that. I open up a dozen AO3 tabs at the same time and leave them open until I'm finished with them. Any fiction writing I do I write in pen first (I have issues, okay?). And I have a house phone for which I can make conference calls on for work, so there's no problem, right? Right, and there wasn't. For like the first 36 hours. I was like, "Sure, Ben, you want to switch providers because Virgin Media doesn't work well enough for you to play your MMORPGs on? Even though you'll be at work all day and I'll be the one suffering from the effects of no internet while it gets sorted? No worries, I can handle that." Turns out, NOPE.
It was terrible. All these phones, tablets, laptops and computers laying around the house, and every single one of them was useless. By the second day I wanted to put them all in a pile and burn the lot in a fit of rage. By the third day I was telling Ben that he could "make fucking dinner yourself you asshole." On the fourth day, Eryn went round to her boyfriend's house to use his internet for her homework, and she literally had to force me to stay behind because, oh God I wanted to go with her and use all that lovely, lovely cable.
It's funny how weirdly addictive the internet is. Things like Twitter and Tumblr, which I hardly go on anyway, suddenly seem like Dire Important Things that I am Missing Out On when I have no ability to get on them. I have emails to my friends to send, goddammit! Important emails, about when we're going to meet up in June and how much fun it was to see them over New Years, and oh, remember that time we all went on holiday and we saw that bloke with the funny hat? Dude, that was awesome! You know, Important Stuff like that.
But now, after nearly a week without, I am finally back online again! I want to hug it. Can you hug broadband? I will find a way, and then I will never let it go again. And fuck Ben the next time he suddenly decides to switch providers tbh. I'll book a week at a hotel with free wi-fi.
The first day, it wasn't a problem. I always work far ahead of any deadline for my job, so I always have at least a month's grace for that. I open up a dozen AO3 tabs at the same time and leave them open until I'm finished with them. Any fiction writing I do I write in pen first (I have issues, okay?). And I have a house phone for which I can make conference calls on for work, so there's no problem, right? Right, and there wasn't. For like the first 36 hours. I was like, "Sure, Ben, you want to switch providers because Virgin Media doesn't work well enough for you to play your MMORPGs on? Even though you'll be at work all day and I'll be the one suffering from the effects of no internet while it gets sorted? No worries, I can handle that." Turns out, NOPE.
It was terrible. All these phones, tablets, laptops and computers laying around the house, and every single one of them was useless. By the second day I wanted to put them all in a pile and burn the lot in a fit of rage. By the third day I was telling Ben that he could "make fucking dinner yourself you asshole." On the fourth day, Eryn went round to her boyfriend's house to use his internet for her homework, and she literally had to force me to stay behind because, oh God I wanted to go with her and use all that lovely, lovely cable.
It's funny how weirdly addictive the internet is. Things like Twitter and Tumblr, which I hardly go on anyway, suddenly seem like Dire Important Things that I am Missing Out On when I have no ability to get on them. I have emails to my friends to send, goddammit! Important emails, about when we're going to meet up in June and how much fun it was to see them over New Years, and oh, remember that time we all went on holiday and we saw that bloke with the funny hat? Dude, that was awesome! You know, Important Stuff like that.
But now, after nearly a week without, I am finally back online again! I want to hug it. Can you hug broadband? I will find a way, and then I will never let it go again. And fuck Ben the next time he suddenly decides to switch providers tbh. I'll book a week at a hotel with free wi-fi.
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Date: 2015-02-20 02:10 pm (UTC)You are a tough lady to endure such hardships. :D
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Date: 2015-02-20 06:13 pm (UTC)I didn't even kill anyone either, so I guess I did really well dealing with it, haha!
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Date: 2015-02-20 06:23 pm (UTC)I would have gone through the roof. Yep, definitely.
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Date: 2015-02-21 02:45 am (UTC)Mine went out earlier this week and I was two steps away from panic!
*clings*
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Date: 2015-02-21 11:20 am (UTC)