It had been more than a month. More than a month since he left La belle province. More than a month since he stopped taking the bus to work. More than a month since he entered his now transformed hellhole. More than a month since he abandonned his blazingly fast Internet connection...
This morning, when the problem was finally fixed and his modem stopped showing him the red light of death, he felt that this had not been such a bad experience. Perhaps being offline for a month had allowed him to attain a certain level of zen, or perhaps he had really gone mad.
He was nevertheless very happy because he knew that he could now finish setting up his office, a task that he had put off since arriving because he just couldn't stand to look at his computer in its isolated state.
So there you have it dwellers of the virtual universe, I'm back. My posts should therefore regain some sort of regularity and lion taming tips should also be back soon.
This whole ordeal has left me with only one question: What could have pushed one of the previous tenants to physically sever his or her own phone line? I'll get back to you with the answer if I ever find out.
Until next time, take care of yourselves.
R.
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