The Classic First World Problem

The worst of them all: not having internet. On a Friday night, too. Oh it was fucking hideous. I got these sudden cravings to talk to people, and realised I was crippled without my technology. Why didn't I call? Because Dad took my phone with him to Sydney.

It was a horrible day (at least that was yesterday). 

So, one Friday night, without internet. What did I do? If your guess was maths, then you are so wrong. You'd think that after I've acquired so much time I'd cherish it and use it wisely- but no, not I. I decided to spend the evening reading Fifty Shades of Grey, because I couldn't resist buying all 3 volumes in the series on Friday. The book's quite intriguing, actually. I enjoy it immensely. I guess all I needed was a break from all my literature- something shallow, badly written and mind-numbing. That's essentially Fifty Shades of Grey. I got my kicks from it though. It reminds me of Twilight- but I enjoy this far more- this one's about sex. BDSM-style sex. It's a strange feeling, purchasing what is technically porn from a proper store without any repercussions. My parents think I'm being studious, since I've been reading all day. Heh.

Despite the inconvenience of not having the internet- I guess it's not the end of the world. As it turns out, I have enough hobbies to keep myself entertained- I read, I draw, I write and I play music. I'm sorry I couldn't update my blog though- to all of my easily-entertained readers out there. I appreciate your enthusiasm.

I do feel like it's a bit of a waste, how I only use my high-speed internet for Skype, Facebook, MSN and blogging. I wish I had enough time to play games- but if I have enough time to read a novel about BDSM, surely I can spare a couple of hours for gaming...

I feel my self-control deteriorating with every passing moment.