I am part cyborg.

Not that that is a bad thing, but it’s something that I just realized. You see, our internet just went out (thanks Comcast, you truly are ‘comcastic’). I can only compare it to the 50’s and 60’s when everything was run on electricity, and if the power went out, your life was at a standstill until it returned. Sure I could go outside, or get in my car and go somewhere, but it is currently 11 o’clock on a Sunday night. The only reason I can blog is I can save a copy of this post locally on my laptop (YAY technology). So the thing about me being part cyborg isn’t a physical thing, but more of a mental one. Along with no internet, we have no TV. I can live without one, but if I go without both for too long, I start having withdrawal symptoms. Usually I can use my smartphone to go online, check email, and send texts whenever I am not near a computer, but it just so happens that my cell phone died earlier today. I have no idea what happened to it, but I will be visiting my nearest Verizon store at some point tomorrow to find out if they can fix it. I say “fix it” only because I can’t afford to get the Droid 2 yet, and my contract isn’t close enough to allow me to purchase it at the discounted price.
I think normal people would probably go to bed, or find a good book to read (as I see Jenna has done), but not me! No sir! I bring my laptop to bed, and while she is perfectly content to read her book, I am clacking away at my keyboard and talking about what happens when I am no longer connected to the virtual world and must live in the real one.