Remember back when getting on the internet was a romantic process?
Ensure all necessary calls had been made.
Grab a cup of coffee and maybe a bagel for the moments after clicking the 'connect' button.
Listen to the harmonic ways of pc speaker connecting through your telephone wire.
Singing along.
Deciding very carefully what site you were going to visit today, allowing page to load.
Considering how much bagel you have left and whether or not it would last the 6mb (megabyte, for those of you who weren't around when that was a big deal) download time.
28.8k modem, i salute thee.
Fuck you high speed internet.
Stop making my life easy.
Procrastination, thy name is advancement.
Wat.?
-Acorned.
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