(By tried really hard, I mean searched aimlessly for unprotected sources; long time means for the last 6 months; and, in house means I now have internet where ever I decide to have my laptop, whether it be a coffee house, my apartment, the beach...)
I attempted to survive off the wireless at school and the random wireless I could pick up in my building, but my neighbors soon caught on to my game and the one reliable source I could count on moved out. The whole only at school thing worked for a while, but if I stayed home one day I would come to find 50 new emails the next morning all begging to be read. My reader still has not recovered, hovering at around 200 unread posts that I still haven't gotten to, but I am sure they will be worthy reads. I have had to read for my classes as pulling a brief off the internet was not as easy as it used to be and might have required me waking up earlier. My twitter suffered, as I was posting almost solely by text on my ancient RAZR (which will be replaced upon graduation using the remainder of my K to transfer to phone service for the spiffy new iPhone [or insert other awesome phone/media dohicky that is out and better than the iPhone] I will be getting). My blogging became nonexistant. Facebook? The status I posted still has something to do with studying for last semester's finals.
My life was slowly becoming less interesting. I have become addicted to TV shows and made time to watch them at the time they aired because I had no way to watch them online. I was reading books at night, before bed, instead of randomly surfing the internet looking at neat decorating/cooking tips. I was fiddling with my snazzy new dutch oven and making dishes of many varieties and colors. I ran out of tubberware for my leftovers. I was a version of me I have never experienced before. It was disturbing to say the least.
I grew up on the internet. As I got older, the internet got more useful (hello blogging), and efficienter (Googleing over AOL), and better (kinda like me!). I missed being connected 24/7, terribly. It was eating away at my soul.
But, I have returned triumphantly, reclaiming what was rightfully mine to mindlessly surf around. In the past few days I have twittered the Oscars, I have figured out why my plants have been commiting hari kari, and found a recipie to use up the case of Guiness I have on my pantry shelf. Life is worth living again. If you look outside you see clear, sunny skies. Plants are growing (at least on my window) and animals are singing (seriously, there is a cat howling outside). And to top it off, I got pics of my kitty! Oh glorious, magical internet, I promise never to be without you again.