Locked Out - Day 14

I haven't had steady internet for 14 days now.

I'm still alive.

Barely.

I'm disjointed. Relationships seem severed, slightly. I feel out of touch. I can't google things, and can't waste time checking stuff needlessly, I don't know who has messaged me on myspace. Email all of a sudden has taken a back seat to telephone. Telephone is more immediate, less mediated, and more live. The reliance on phone in a way, has freed me. But I know I'm constricted in a different way.

I haven't been downloading music or getting steady porn or reading my blogs and net hook ups are brief; when I do get internet, I download my email and send my email out. The computer is less terminal and less communication hub and more tool. My work, when I use this tool for work, is focused. When I force music out of this harddrive, the music seems purposeful. It's also because I'm on a Mac now. It's apples and oranges. It's a computer but it's pedigree is else.

Poland plays Germany. I don't know what time. To check online seems laborious. I wish I could turn on the TV. No TV. No Cable. I'm at a internet cafe anyway. Different mediums for different purposes.

Mediums & Massages. It all kind of makes more sense now, Marshall.

Damn I need a neck rub.