March 14, 2005
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I think I will probably alternate a private post with a
public post if I can ever get my fucking computer to work again. It froze
up last night. And I thought it wasn’t a tragedy. Ha! I went to the
library with my floppy and a plan to weave my assignments into one bigger
story. You remember the Ocean, the Dream and the Siletz. I read
those separately, in class, and was going to put them together for my
“portfolio.”The library was closed. Naturally I had planned on checking in with all
of you while I was there. So on to plan B. I have a laptop I used
to use for court reporting so I drug that out and tried to hook it up to my
phone line. It said I could work off-line but that I didn’t have a
connection; something about the modem.Damn. Well, I started writing the story and about five hours later I started to
miss you again. So I thought I’d go to the closest Starbucks and see if
they had Internet service. They did but I got the same modem
message. Okay, now I am in full addiction mode. I get back in my
car and drive across the river to this other coffee shop that has two
computers, one of them hooked up to a printer. It’s a remote possibility
that they will be open at this hour but if they are I can justify the trip
knowing I will be able to print my story, or the two-thirds of it I’ve
written. I’m not even sure Word will recognize my weird software.
That would be a pisser. A nice-looking woman is sitting at the computer,
which is hooked up to the printer, so I had to write you first. Like I
wouldn’t have anyway. MoonAssension, I sooo can imagine how you must feel now that
I have barely gone a day with my computer down.At Starbucks I thought I should just go home and call a real-life friend, if I
was feeling so alone. How silly to drive all the way over there when I
will be at the hospital tomorrow and I can print out my story and check xanga
then. But I didn’t want to talk to those people, I wanted to type to you. Right now. I’ve got it bad.
Ahhhhh, just sitting here sipping my coffee (which is a big no-no, I’ll
be up all night) and typing to you makes everything good. I had no idea
how addicted I was. I have a timeshare in Florida that I go to every May, just for one week.
Part of the deal was two bonus weeks, which turned out to be a joke. But
for some reason I was able to get a week up in the mountains spring
break. That’s next week. I hadn’t thought much about being gone
from you but now I think I should figure out why my laptop gets a modem
message. There must be something wrong with me that I am this
addicted. Like maybe I need a boyfriend more than I thought, or some kind
of a social life. Really, this feels pretty pathetic.Now, I will go read all of you and try to get some comments in before this
place closes. Oh, and by the way, I really appreciate the kind comments you
left today. It was worth the drive over
to see two of my long-lost friends. I
know it’s not been that long, but it sure feels like it.
Comments (13)
I went into positively weird withdrawal this weekend so I know what you mean! It felt strange having endless hours to hang with my kids or read. Unnatural. So I snuck in to my computer, read surreptitiously here and there, left very few comments. I have a few folks on home digest, and have been trying to limit commenting to there. But let’s zip through… dum de dum da. Anyway, I gave up and posted tonight, something from my notes today in my tiny lunchbreak at the job that I think I’d rather die before going back to tomorrow. Never mind, it’s grocery money. It’s better than nothing. And, while the writings’s all out of context, sort of, but not really, I do like what I posted, and feel like I’m once again writing from some inner depth, though that feeling may evaporate before morning…
Don’t go away for a week! Eeeks. I couldn’t handle it!!! xoxo
Gosh, I hope there is nothing wrong with you being addicted, I have the same symptoms. I don’t wanna be cured of it! Get that laptop fixed.
hmmm
I knew a long time ago that I was addicted here
I* actually had three xanga going at one time…then 2 protected ones
missed work just to comment…hmmm sure did and still was not through
at the end of the missed work day…(comenting)
I feel at ease now that I kinda combined at least two of the lost xangas together
missed u …Dorothea
Computer problems are downright wretched! Hope you can get it ‘fixed.’ How kind that you went out of your way to write, and comment to us! I’m a xangan addict too–you should see my apt! Bleccccch! Real behind in everything.
Keep on typing girl!!
it is different here! and life passes by so fast if you don’t visit daily!
hmmm you just left me the most gracious comment…I hope u are back up and running soon
my friend…my power supply was shot…my head and heart are so full with words I can hardly contain myself…lol
take care dear one
How utterly frustrating! I hate when you have this nice cosy plan and things just don’t work out. Sometimes xanga is a really nice way to clear your head to get ready to write, a transition or a meeting place between life and writing.
Yes, Xanga is an addiction. You need to find us by looking for an internet connection. I, unfortunately, have that connection, so instead of doing the work I need so desperately to do, I am instead on-line doing things I don’t really need to do at the moment… so you think you’re pathetic? Go to the back of th line, sister, I’m way ahead of you… And don’t sound so… self deprecating
Oh, Honey…Welcome to Xangans Anonymous. (I think there is actually a site with that name…not that I’m trying to steal their glory or anything…hehehehe)
Xanga is my HomePage. The longest I’ve gone without Xanga was about a month…when one pc crapped out and I was waiting for my income tax refund to replace it. I was borrowing online time anywhere I could find it…even paying $10 to use some WebTV dealy that was at a hotel where I stayed…just to check into Xanga and let everyone know I was still alive. It so sucked!
I can’t access Xanga at work. I get a Corporate message that I am trying to access a non-work related site. So?!?! I mean, Sheesh! I work Effin graveyards! There is just not that much to do. I do answer email and can do some surfing, but it does nothing to alleviate those Xanga munchies… It seems like a tease that I can read my subscriptions in email but not be able to comment…*sigh*
I haven’t missed work, yet…being in Xanga…but I’ve almost been late. Something about forgetting to watch the time.
Yeah, Hon…You’re not the only one who’s got it bad.
Much Peace and Love…Your Xanga Addicted Sister, for Life…GFW *smile*
Hope you get past your computer woes fast.
RYC: Well, I wasn’t really giving you “shit” as you put it… Ack! Like you told me not to be so down on myself, I’m returning the favor… ahahahahahaha! As for the emoticons, they are pretty simple:
Type in a colon + hyphen + close paranthesis = smiley face : – ) (I put a space between them because if I don’t it will actually turn into a smiley face like
)
Other ones: semicolon + hyphen + close paranthesis =
colon + hyphen + capital P =
colon + hyphen + capital D =
Hahahhahahha, hope this helps!
well, i was jonesing monday during the 3+ hour wait at the doctor’s office, even though i couldn’t sit upright and was almost weeping in pain – while watching a clever rich evanston girl with a laptop tap away….. does that count? i do want to say thanks for what you said – when i first saw it, i could see only the first part – about the last part being hard to read, and went immediately to “damn, i knew that was still sloppy writing, not enough sentences, just runon after runon…..” then you very kindly saved me from further self-abuse, reminding me without knowing at the same time how easily it comes, even after all the work i’ve done to get rid of it and all the years….
here’s a wish for your pc/laptop problems to sort out quickly, cheaply and with expediency.
lily
I have those moments of internet addiction. I think its part of why I took a break for a bit. Learning how to do it in moderation was hard for me.
Florida sounds nice. Vacations…very lovely:)