Friday, February 24, 2012

The internet is really, really great...

Ever wonder what puppets use the internet for?

All prurient interests aside, I LOVE the internet.  It's really an amazing thing.  My maternal grandmother doesn't really know how to use computers at all, and I just can't imagine how that must be.  Well, for her, it's probably fine.  But I couldn't handle it.  I probably check my various email/social network/etc. accounts at LEAST-- well, I don't even want to give a number.  That's where my love of the internet becomes a little obsessive.  I've read in numerous places that people who check their emails too many times a day develop depression or low self-esteem or some such problem, so I try to be aware of that because depression is no fun.

Regardless, I still couldn't survive without my computer because I'm constantly emailing with my various employers (even when they're right in the other room- if I need to send them coverage of a script for example) and facebooking with my friends back on the east coast.  It's how I stay connected with everything that I miss back home...and how I get connected with everything else over here in LA.

ALSO, it's how I entertain myself.  I mean, I don't know THAT many people out here on the west coast, but thankfully, I learned early on how to be on my own (although being on my own by choice and being on my own because I have nothing else to do are very different beasts). So emerges another reason the internet is so great: NETFLIX.  Yes, I am actually paying for my own Netflix account, not mooching off a friend's or family member's (anymore).  It's totally worth it, and that means something coming from someone as cheap as I am.

I spent a few hours babysitting this evening, and I couldn't get any wireless on my laptop once I'd put the babysittee to bed.  I wasn't sure what to do.  I thought, " I guess I'll just watch actual TV now...ok..."

PARENTS- I know what you're thinking.  "You should have read a book!"  I FORGOT.  Trust me, with all of the channels blocked with a mysterious, child-proof code, and the only things to watch are Legally Blonde 2 or Phineas and Ferb, I was longing for my "Science of Doctor Who" book, which I accidentally left on my bedside table.

But it made me realize that, while I was able to kill some time by writing out some notes for a friend about her script, I should really get a little less attached to the internet, as wonderful as it is.  I'm going to go ahead and assume that being away from internet and phones, etc. for about 6 months to a year starting in April will most likely cure me of my obsession.

I don't care how addictive the internet can be though.  It's still one of the most useful tools of the generation.

1 comment:

  1. I am so intrigued to see how your thinking evolves during 6 months at sea.