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I spent the day without the internet. Oh, internet, how did I ever live without you? I have an itchy mail-checking finger. Every idle reference question resulted in disappointment. Lonely and confused, I paced the apartment, hoping that this time, for sure, the network would be up. I have to wake up tomorrow and face the same situation. Don't be surprised to find me aimlessly wandering the streets.