En direct à Ottawa! [sic?]
It's official: I've allowed tEH inTARweb to become such an integral part of my existence that to excise my dependence upon it (as if removing a benign -- I would hope not malignant -- tumor growing deep, deep inside the brain) would probably maim, if not kill. The last three days of my life are a testament to this fact.
Moving from Waterloo to Ottawa for the remainder of the summer has left me without 'net access for the time being (Rogers should be by to hook my jonesin' self up in two or three days), and it's been painful. There must be at least two dozen times per day that I find myself in need of a crucial tidbit of information (ie. the weather forecast, the address of a potential employer, location of a local candidate's campaign HQ, which courses you intend to register for next term, the list goes on!) and I've become more than just accustomed to having everything within a google-query's reach...
As in, accustomed to the extent that it took my more than three minutes to think of turning on the weather channel this morning to see if it would be too hot to wear pants by mid-afternoon. Keep in mind that my usual online source for this information is the website of the very same weather channel.
To be fair, I wasn't utterly helpless; in truth, I was merely massively inconvenienced. Lack of access to email is what really killed me. Also, apologies for the lame fringlish title.
[epilogue: I'm now in a computer lab on the University of Ottawa campus, frittering away the time until Laurier's online course registration system is available to picking next term's classes. Much crossing of fingers (which is tough while typing on a French-layout keyboard) is underway... if TELARIS goes down, there will be hell to pay @ 202 Regina!]












