Sometimes I hate it when I’m home. A large part of my life has a big dependence on the ability to go online, to be able to browse the internet, to chat with friends who I’d otherwise never meet, to post something on my blog… maybe the occasional dose of porn… but at home, hardly any of those points could be done.
I mean, it is possible to connect to the internet at home with either of my cellphones, but the signal strength and the data speed have become increasingly unreliable…
So again, I have to look for another solution. Not just for my addiction, but also for some work stuff I can only do over the internet.
With the internet… even if I’m alone in my room, I’m never actually alone… so when the occasional disconnection happens… it’s a real drawback.
Damn, I really am addicted to the internet. Oh well. I can live with that.