the end of an era

after months of dragging my feet i've finally done it. i've cut the cord- literally.

dial up, we've had a good run. i'll never forget the time we spent together...but it's time to move on. i'm sorry.

so i've joined the ranks of well, everyone, and gotten myself a high-speed internet connection AND a wireless router.

it's hard for me to put into words how proud of myself i am for getting it set up all by myself, and how giddy i am about being able to rove around my apartment with my laptop, checking my email every 30 seconds, not tripping over the long, twisty phone cord with whom i've developed what i suspect is an inappropriate relationship.

the 25 five foot phone cord and i go way back: back to when i had a big enough apartment to actually need a 25 foot phone cord. its insidious presence in my house, its having had both little clippy ends broken such that it doesn't latch into the phone jack properly, its CONSTANTLY being in my way. i have to say, as i collected it up (unwinding it from the various pieces of furniture under which i attempted {unsuccessfully} to conceal it) i hesitated, wondering if i really had the heart to throw it straight into the trash can. "what if this whole DSL thing is a dream?" i asked myself." without the wherewithal to actually sever all ties, i've decided to let the cord take up temporary residence in the corner, in some kind of internet purgatory while i search for the gumption to send it to phone cord heaven.

what can i say, old habits die hard.