Network Dependency

Mood: Bored, Angry, Philosophical, Addicted, Violent, Hating Markus, [Censored]
Frig Index: 4.2
Communism Bit: Off
Location: Job, of course

Q. Isn't this supposed to be `Network Dependence'?
A. Je ne sais pas.

There's this ... um ... friend* of mine whom I've like been chatting with, via mail. Now, when you take your mailbox and make a chat room out of it, you are going to end up with like 80 messages sent in one day. So we did. (Trivia: Mail depends on a smooth, functional network.)

And then the addiction set in. You see, if humans can live without something, but you can't, you are addicted. We are all addicts. It's just that our addictions vary -- from simple things like warm baths, to complex things like the need to use a fork with our food. From holy things like a spliff of ganja, to perverse things like ... blogging?
Anyway, so like, if your dependence on something is not a human phenomenon (food is, for example), you are addicted.

Nga why doesn't the network black out? Nga why don't I get all mob jittery wondering what the frig is in the mails I'm missing? Nga why don't I like want to run to the café and try my luck there? Nga why don't I spend a whole working day gawking at my monitor, shifting between prayer position and hitting-Alt+Tab position, checking if the network has resurrected?
Nga why don't I resign myself to waiting for a bitter flame from my ... um ... correspondent? Nga why don't I crank up my image editor?** Nga why don't I translate my state of mind onto the canvas? Nga why don't I end up with a picture, drawn in anguish, showing anguish? Nga why don't I end up with something you could use to scare your Mama? Nga why don't I show you the friggin' thing?








(A bit too abstract, but yeah, that's a guy trying to break out of a net that's trapping him. The network, as in.)

Markus is our network admin. The guy you should kill when Infocom messes up your life. Well, worry not. He's finished. This is Markus, five seconds into our next meeting.







May the Good Lord rest his Soul, and the Souls of all the Faithful Departed, in Eternal Peace. Amen. Amen. Amen.

* Not umfriend, please!
** Yeah, I draw monochromes on my PC, when the network is down. Sue I and I.