I’m terrible at getting things done. I’ve even read the book, but I still find it hard to get things finished; perhaps it’s the nearly persuasive presence of the Internet in my life. I have found myself wishing that I had somewhere to go that didn’t have the internet, so I could get more work done.
Last night, I noticed that the internet was acting a little screwy. I checked it out, and then sometime around half ten my wireless signal just faded to nothing. There was no way I could log onto it; no way I could spend the rest of the night reading about all sorts of crap. After much testing, and even doing a complete scrub-and-reset of my router, I was just giving up to go and do something else (tidy the front room and do the washing up) when I heard a baby crying next door.
Baby monitors operate on the same frequency as wifi networks, so this has solved the problem of where my network went. And perhaps it’s killed another problem too: now I can be more productive at home. After all, if both my favourite library and my studio have the internet, it is getting hard to unplug.
I’m the same. Sometimes wish the internet had never been invented. This is not life. I should be out there doing something.
Maybe in another 15 minutes.
he he I like the feeling of self-importance the net and blogs give us… me am good person… me am working hard … me write entry 5 people read… me research important questions online like erm… me browse amazon bookshop for ages and watch silly clips on you tube… me am hard worker yes… ha ha dramatic gopher.