the wretched stone

I keep setting aside time to use the internet at Starbucks. And then I sit and tool around on the facebook, and scroll down my tumblr feed until I get bored, and then I realize that unless I actually want to Sit & Write, there’s no point to being online. And even if I did want to S&W, I don’t necessarily need the computer for that. At least not for the writing part. And i don’t feel like being intelligent just now … so … I’m basically just wasting time.

And I’ve been thinking a lot about this, especially since we don’t have internet at the new house yet. And part of me (a very foreign part, I might add) thinks that maybe I don’t really need to have internet. Because when I don’t have it, I find other things to do with my time. Like read or write or clean or whatever. It’s kind of crazy to be honest.

BUT then again - what about important emails, or if i want to study for the GRE (which I can do online for free vs paying for a hard copy of the material) or looking up directions, or things like that? Gotta admit, it’s handy having internet at the your fingertips. For both procrastiblogging and for staying on top of life-things.

Granted, I don’t think I’ll need to worry about real-life stuff for the next couple months, so it’s not like I need internet right at this moment. And in reality, there are three other people in the house and they will probably vote on getting intarwebs (and then the issue will be whether I have the self control to stay away or not… probably not).

plus-netflix!

-_-

It is a quite interesting place to be.