Well folks it has been a record 2 weeks that my Wireless-Time-Warner- Internet-Connection has not worked in my apartment. Which explains my lack of postings & off the charts anxiety over email and web surfing. Who knew the internet revolutionized my heart—I feel lost without it.
The cable guy is supposed to come on Monday. Hopefully he’ll fix the problem (whatever it is) and I can get on with my normal life of sending emails, back and forth, fast as an IM chat session.
On a positive note I find myself waking at 7 AM and in Columbia’s computer lab at 8 am to check my email (Is this normal?). I also have to admit that a few times, while walking down Broadway, I could have sworn I heard the sound my computer makes when a new email is received. Imagine a very clear: ding.
On a negative note what this early waking hour means to my stomach is more hours in the day to eat. And without the internet, I'm once again impressed by the television. Last night I watched the Food Network (Tony Danza was guest starring on Emeril) (Rumor has it that Tony's show is going down the drain-yup, they're pulling the plug) for 4 hours straight--something I have not done for a long time (watch the boob).
BTW, I have about 2 weeks to create, edit, and finish 10 brilliant new poems to finalize my thesis for a May graduation. They require 35 pages to graduate. I have 25…
Can someone contact Lorca and tell him to send me some duende?