The Internet. Where would I be without it? I can no longer imagine, yet in the not so distant past, I used to stand over my father's shoulder trying to understand the concept of the BBS while he logged in and typed stuff, and further still, I remember dictating code to him from some monthly magazine so that we could play the latest game over our Commodore 64 system. I would have to say that most of my life has been riddled with computers of some sort, from the early dinosaurs and disks the size of notebooks, to today's sleek, Alienware (drool!) gaming monsters.
I truly would be in a corner twiddling my thumbs if I didn't have a computer today. Not only has it become something essential to our daily lives, but my work depends on it. So it becomes increasingly frustrating if, for instance, the DSL connection goes down, or I did a faulty OS install and have to take a whole day to re-install everything. The more technology simplifies process, the longer it takes to troubleshoot when something goes wrong. And I just hate wasting hours trying to single out what Error ESE97 is, or why Access is Denied, or why it was an Invalid Operation.
On the other hand, I love technology. I love gadgets. I am easily amazed and impressed by devices large and small that can DO stuff. I am similarly amazed when it can so quickly stop functioning just as well with the wrong push of a button. But I have to admit, I sometimes actually enjoy trying to troubleshoot. It just helps me to know what not to do the next time around, like move on in my life to a non Microsoft OS. But who am I kidding. I'd be lost without the Control key - I'm a shortcut junkie.
Which brings me back to the wonder that is the internet. In the last few months, I've found old friends and made new ones. There's Quay Evano who brought us back to Joey Alarilla, who incidentally also won (his first!) a Palanca with his truly insightful essay that I can totally relate to: Surviving the Zeroes. Then there's Jo Disini who is a lovely, yet fiesty girl who is currently feeling the pain of moving to New York, fresh off the (sane) boat. Funny, entertaining and whom I totally agree with about the insanity of trying to live normally in the sometimes rotten, worm-eaten Apple.
There are hundreds of stories out there, and some of it is really quite good. Just use the search function properly and you can find things like this.
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