from Nov. 28th, 2007: St. Oberholz, the patron saint of internet junkies

I feel like a junkie in denial who just main-lined their favorite drug.

Maybe that is a bit of an exaggeration, but I keep having the satisfying mental images of being hooked up to an I.V. straight to the vein. We still had not figured out the internet situation at the apartment and for some reason it seemed we couldn't move on without spending some hours meandering online, with or without purpose. Between our month in MO, and a week here, we hadn't really been able to browse at leisure for a long time. Sure we got a quick fix here and there at the corner internet cafe but what about endless wondering with no clear direction?

We decided today was the day to head down a few more blocks to a for-real internet cafe called St. Oberholz, which we had heard great things about. The cafe was good, sure, but mainly I did not realize how much I missed being online, with a world of information at your finger tips. I now have to admit I am in need of the digital.



But, I did! get a lot done; financial figuring, researched trains, planes, thrift store and art store locations...and even finally set up this blog. While emailing I chatted with SS and we set up plans for tomorrow. I chatted with someone in San Fran and R someone in Baltimore. This is the future! and it is so easy...

...on second thought...maybe I just really got into the internet because it was easy, yes, but also because it was a breath of familiarity...