Ah the internet. Full of possibilities. I never really considered all the power I had at my finger tips till reading a certain book this year. I guess I have taken the power of google and the like for granted. I mean, you can find ANYTHING and everything on this beast. Frankly, I think it's amazing. The way you're able to communicate to others using even a shitty wireless connection is better then what came before it. But, now, because of the internet, I'm used to being able to keep tabs on everyone. What they are up to, when they are online, if they sleep or not, you know, that kind of thing. It's like a personal information overload but I still always check. Then, all of a sudden, when someone is off-line for a couple of days its like internet AWOL and I don't know what to do with myself. What are they doing? How are they? Have they found any new music to listen to? Made new friends? Had hilarious times I haven't been privy to? Of course all of this wondering could be fixed with a simple call on the telephone but I would rather wait and see, hear it from them, on their own time when they get back from where ever they might be. Tell me I'm not the only one that unconsciously, and consciously I guess, keeps internet tabs.
I finished Wicked by Gregory Maguire and couldn't have been happier with the book. I have been reading so much good material lately its ridiculous. Chels left me a plethora of books so I should be set for a while. I think Lovely Bones is next in a stack of about seven. So, Im off to bed. But first: